"He's still downstairs personally hosting guests and will probably go to the presidential suite to rest later."
Jiayi nodded, "I understand."
Seeing that she seemed to have come to a decision, Fang Yao also felt somewhat relieved and stood up, "Then, I'll go down first."
"Mm."
The spacious lounge fell silent after the door closed.
After a few minutes of silence, Jiayi exhaled.
Forget it, this time it seemed that she had provoked him first, so she decided to make a peace offering.
She walked out of the changing room, along the corridor, to the presidential suite at its end.
The young servant at the door saw the lady in the red dress coming over and said with utmost respect, "Madam, Mr. Huo is still entertaining guests downstairs, and it will likely be over two hours before he comes up."
"I know, it's okay, give me the room card, I'll wait for him in the room. You can go."