She Really Didn't Understand

"You don't have to entertain me. Just take good care of my wife." Mo Yesi held Qiao Mianmian's hand and said to Brother Li seriously, "I don't have any other requests, but you have to ensure her safety.

"I'll give her to you unscathed. When she comes back, I hope she'll be fine too."

"Of course, of course." Brother Li immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Mo, don't worry. It's our responsibility and obligation to ensure the guests' safety. We will definitely take good care of Miss Qiao."

"That's good." Mo Yesi nodded. "I believe you can take good care of her, too."

"Definitely." Brother Li smiled again. "We've already rented this floor. Miss Qiao is the first to arrive, so she can choose her room first. I'll take Miss Qiao to see the layout of each room and see which one she likes."

There were four rooms on the first floor.

The production crew had pasted numbers on each door.

They were Room 1, Room 2, Room 3, and Room 4.