074 Turning the Tables on the Schemer 2_1

An Ning's eyes lit up. "How can I accept this? It's my affair, there's no need to trouble the president."

Yu Jingchen gave her a stern look. "Don't call me president at home."

"Oh," An Ning replied weakly.

Yu Jingchen gave an irrefutable order. "Keep your phone available, and follow my directions."

"Okay," An Ning hurriedly agreed.

Actually, this was exactly what she had been hoping for.

An Ning arrived alone at the agreed-upon XX Hotel. With a 'ding,' the elevator stopped on the 13th floor.

Clad in a white dress, she slowly walked out.

Her beautiful high heels stepped on the luxurious carpet, casting her petite feet in an even whiter and more delicate light, like a fine piece of craftsmanship.

She continued towards room 14, the hallway silent and still.

There were no other guests coming and going.

'Don't look around, now enter room 16.'

Yu Jingchen's command came through An Ning's earpiece.

'Understood.'