102 Amitabha Buddha

"Hello, two rooms, please."

Without deliberately seeking out high-end options, Jiang Chen picked a nearby hotel after getting off the car.

"Please show your ID card."

Jiang Chen quickly took his ID card out of his pocket and handed it to the receptionist, then turned back to look at Li Shuru who was following him.

"Your ID card, please."

"I don't have it."

Li Shuru's face remained calm.

Jiang Chen was taken aback.

"You didn't bring your ID card?"

"What kind of proper person carries their ID card with them all the time?"

Li Shuru's simple retort immediately left Jiang Chen speechless.

"But without your ID card, how can we check into a room?"

Jiang Chen hurriedly lowered his voice.

He really hadn't considered this situation; more importantly, why didn't this girl mention it beforehand?

"Sir, do you only have one ID card? I'm afraid you cannot book two rooms with just that."

The receptionist, about thirty, reminded him.