Fabricating Lies and Acting

When the girl in aqua blue dress saw Gu Qingjiu going up the elevator, she was baffled. "Is she wearing some recently launched designer wear?"

Upon hearing this, despite her attempt to restrain herself, Yu Shiwei couldn't help but say in a derisive tone, "Sister Yuchen, she's simply wearing ordinary goods. She can't afford to buy designer brands."

Ye Yuchen glanced at Yu Shiwei with a strange look. "Really? Then why did she enter the elevator designated for the hotel's presidential suite?"

Yu Shiwei froze. At the start, she had thought that Gu Qingjiu was around to look for someone; she hadn't expected that lift to be heading towards the presidential suite.

Presidential Suite. Even Yu Shiwei had never stayed in one before.

The so-called presidential suites in ordinary hotels couldn't compare to the presidential suite of such a hotel.