In the hotel lobby, while checking in, the front desk lady looked at Lin Baici and thought this kid was beyond help.
You bring such a beautiful girl out to have fun, and you actually book separate rooms for each?
A young man with a LV rolling suitcase barged in energetically. Logically, he should have waited for Xia Hongyao to finish, but the guy went straight up to High Ponytail, leaned on the counter with his left arm, and deliberately showed off his Rolex on his wrist.
It was a Daytona Cosmograph, costing over a hundred thousand yuan.
It's expensive!
"Beauty, out for a trip by yourself?"
The young man hit on her, and despite the unimposing winter sun, he still wore sunglasses on his forehead.
Xia Hongyao glanced at the young man: long face, Little Eyes, thin lips—overall a generous five out of ten, the forgettable type.
"Beauty is quite cold, huh!"
The young man continued to chat her up, thick-skinned.
Xia Hongyao received her room card and turned to leave.