Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

City S, as one of the prosperous coastal cities closest to City A, took the bus all the way to the hotel previously booked-the highest building in the bustling city center of City S, the Shengshi Pearl Resort Hotel.

Seeing this majestic seven-star hotel building, one can think of the luxury of Zuo Hancheng who lived in this place for several days.

And he lives in the presidential suite!

When I entered the hotel, the staff of those hotels saw her dressed like a student and still wondered how this little girl would book such a good hotel, until Anhao took out the card Zuo Hancheng gave her, the staff saw her in her hand Only when she was the daughter of a certain company name or some other identity did she dare not look at her with doubts.

After checking in, An Hao first ran to his room to put down the suitcase, turned around and walked to the door to look out secretly.

The opposite room is the presidential suite where Zuo Hancheng lives, and although this is not a presidential suite, it is definitely one of the luxurious and high-end rooms. She lay on the noble and atmospheric door and kept secretly watching the outside, seeing this floor. There are very few people going to and from the building, only occasional passing cleaners and housekeeping staff.

It is indeed a low-key and quiet place. I don't know if she will meet any city leader or a big movie star if she stands here for a while.

She was opening her brain, and suddenly the cell phone in her pocket rang, which shocked her.

I suddenly saw the phone call from Zuo Hancheng, and even glanced at the opposite room with a guilty conscience, then slowly picked up the phone and tried to make my voice more natural: "Hello?"

The phone was very quiet, and I could only vaguely hear what meeting should be in a place not far away. Some people were discussing something in a very serious tone. She couldn't hear her clearly, and could only hear that it belonged to Zuo Han. The faint breathing of the city.

"where is it?"

As soon as the call came, he suddenly asked such a sentence, and his tone seemed a little serious.

An Hao was taken aback for a moment, and quickly glanced at the other side to make sure that Zuo Hancheng was not inside, and no acquaintances found out that she was here and lied directly: "I just made up the exam yesterday, and finally relaxed. , I must be watching TV while making a mask at home!"

The man on the other side of the phone snorted, "You thought that after you called Lin Qing and asked about my whereabouts, Lin Qing wouldn't tell me about your unusual behavior?"

"..." Anhao choked immediately and said embarrassedly: "Why does Lin Qing tell you everything..."

"She is my secretary. If she doesn't report to me, it will be her negligence."

Ok……

An Hao helpless, she scratched her forehead and smiled awkwardly: "I just care about your schedule. There is no other meaning. This has no conflict with me wearing a mask at home, watching TV and enjoying life."

"Good Gu An, I didn't come out to call you during the meeting to hear you lie."

Anhao looked at the door of the opposite room unwillingly, and was even more puzzled: "What do you know..."

Obviously she wanted to come over secretly and give him a big surprise. Why did she just check into this hotel? He knew everything like a know-it-all.

"Three hours ago you took the high-speed rail from City A to S, arrived in City S 45 minutes ago, and paid the deposit by swiping your card at the Shengshi Pearl Hotel ten minutes ago." Zuo Hancheng patiently said, "You think I am As an idiot like you, can't read the consumer reminders sent by the mobile phone?"

Anhao gasped.

She actually forgot such an important thing!

This point of the bank’s SMS consumption reminder is really equal, no matter who it is, anyone can bind the mobile phone when the card is first processed, and will receive the SMS consumption reminder after each bank card consumption...

So her gold card is bound to his mobile phone, so can he find her whereabouts so easily?

An Hao wanted to cry without tears. Originally wanting to surprise him, it turned into my own fright, so I had to say in a nasty voice: "I haven't seen you for several days. I think you can't do it... so I came here specially. Looking for you..."

"Is that so?" Zuo Hancheng gradually smiled over the phone, and raised his eyebrows at the same time: "You really want to lie in front of me, you really don't have a good time."

"Okay, okay, you're amazing, you're the most amazing! I'm right across from your presidential suite, how about it! Can you still send me back to City A? I'm on holiday now, you won't be so inhumane. Am I going?"

"It's officially winter vacation?"

"Of course, you didn't know that I got good results on the make-up exam. I am now in the relaxation and decompression stage. You would never even give me this freedom?"

Fortunately, in order to show her sincerity, she didn't use his card when ordering cakes...otherwise, he would have known this little heart in advance.

Suddenly someone calling him came on the phone, as if saying something: Zuo Zong, everyone is waiting for you...

"Take a rest in the hotel, don't run around, wait for me to go back."

As Zuo Hancheng walked towards the conference room, he urged Anhao on the phone.

He really didn't have any objections. Although she was tired of listening to her patiently, at this time, there was still a little sweetness in her heart.

She smiled and nodded to the phone and said, "Yeah."

It was not until I hung up the phone and Anhao turned directly into the room that I finally had a leisurely visit to her particularly luxurious and extravagant room, and walked to the bedside and rushed directly onto the bed.

Throwing into the soft and comfortable bed, she let out a long sigh of enjoyment: "The life of the rich is really great. As long as the rich live in this kind of hotel all their lives, they can clean it for free. The room provides all kinds of delicious food for free, and I feel so happy to think about it..."

Suddenly she turned over and looked in the direction of the door, her fingers flicked on her lap naughty: "I don't know what the presidential suite is like. Will it be many times larger than this room."

But since I came here to celebrate Zuo Hancheng's birthday, I can't just waste all my time on enjoyment.

Ordering only one cake didn't seem to have much sincerity. She simply took out her mobile phone and went online to search for topics like "What kind of gift to give her husband on his birthday?"

However, all the similar answers displayed on the Internet are so unified!

‘You put on the most sexual-sense pajamas yourself, tie your hands and feet with ribbons and tie them into a bow to your husband. It’s the best gift -’

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