Dragged Out

Qin Hai fell silent, daunted into inaction.

His complexion shifted dramatically, a vivid display of turmoil.

The hotel manager reclaimed his phone after a brief exchange, concluding the call with an air of finality.

Holding the phone, the hotel manager arched an eyebrow and inquired, "Qin Hai, do you have anything else to say? Will you leave voluntarily, or shall I summon security to escort you out?"

Qin Churou, who had been lingering behind Lin Shuying, spun her thoughts repeatedly. If they exited the hotel today, Qin Hai would undoubtedly place all the blame on her.

Qin Hai's disdain for her would only deepen.

After much effort over the past few days to improve Qin Hai's attitude, she could not let that be in vain.

With gritted teeth, Qin Churou resolved to step forward.