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All the way till they alighted the plane, Ji Zhiyao did not take another glance of the cartoon, neither did he give Mo Huaifeng a good attitude.

Los Angeles' weather was a little dry, not as humid as S City. The both of them hailed a taxi and headed to the hotel that they had booked beforehand.

The journey took around half an hour and the taxi came to a stop at the entrance of the hotel. Mo Huaifeng pulled out his wallet and paid the fare and tip. When they alighted, the driver even smiled and said to them, "Have a nice trip!"

Mo Huaifeng nodded. "Thanks."

He alighted, walked towards Ji Zhiyao who had gotten off beforehand, and took one of the suitcases. "Let's go in."

Ji Zhiyao nodded and walked side by side with Mo Huaifeng to enter the hotel.

The receptionist was a beautiful Caucasian lady, she wore a uniform that was slightly smaller, appearing especially shapely and extremely alluring.