Chapter 31: Presumptuous

He Haoxuan drove while asking Li Qingwan, “Where are you going to see the performance?”

“We’re going to Star Hotel for dinner, not to watch a show,” Li Qingwan replied softly.

If she had said they were just going for dinner, Li Qingying certainly wouldn’t have come to drive her.

“Star Hotel?!” He Haoxuan was momentarily stunned. Why were they going to Xiao Qiang’s hotel?

Li Qingwan saw his bewildered look and thought he didn’t know where Star Hotel was. She immediately leaned over and whispered, “He Haoxuan, I know you’re a laborer and haven’t eaten at a star-rated hotel before. When we get there, pretend you’re very familiar with the place. Then just follow my lead. Whatever I say—where to go, what to do—you just do it.”

Li Qingwan worried that someone like He Haoxuan, with his working-class background, wouldn’t be able to carry himself well or act convincingly.

Still, he’d just bought a bouquet of red roses—quite impressive. Unlike Wang Zhisheng, who, to save money, actually picked yellow flowers from the school’s flowerbeds.

If anyone dared to give her yellow flowers, she’d break their legs—three of them.

“Alright, I’ll follow your lead,” He Haoxuan nodded.

Acting? What was there not to know? Back when he was abroad, different jobs required different performances—he was more than adept.

He Haoxuan cast a glance, and his eyes suddenly widened like lanterns.

Li Qingwan was dressed very revealingly; as she leaned back, what should be exposed was exposed, and what shouldn’t be was also visible.

That patch of snowy skin made He Haoxuan forget to look away for a moment.

“Hey, there’s a car ahead!” Li Qingwan, unaware that He Haoxuan was staring at her most important parts, saw a car in front. Their own vehicle didn’t yield; it simply sped straight ahead.

“There’s a car?” He Haoxuan turned back, expertly spinning the steering wheel with his left hand. The car twisted and swayed like it was dancing, quickly dodging the other car and continuing safely forward.

“He Haoxuan, are you trying to kill us? Drifting in a busy street?” Li Qingwan deliberately shouted loudly.

She didn’t want the three classmates in the back to know He Haoxuan couldn’t drive, so she covered for him intentionally.

Those three girls, all around twenty, were full of youth and loved excitement.

That “drift” just now was exhilarating—they loved it.

“Brother Haoxuan, do it again! We want more!” Xiao Juan and the others exclaimed excitedly.

Li Qingwan broke out in a cold sweat. She’d been terrified just now; how could she dare let He Haoxuan mess around again?

They should know, He Haoxuan didn’t actually know how to drive. If her sister hadn’t been unavailable, she wouldn’t have asked him to come. They’d nearly met their maker just now—did they realize?

“We’ll try drifting again another time. Right now, we’re heading to dinner. We can’t let Minnie embarrass us,” Li Qingwan said.

Xiao Juan and her friends nodded secretly. Drifting could wait; after all, this handsome guy was pursuing Li Qingwan, so they could summon him at will.

“Alright, let’s get to Star Hotel quickly. Handsome, you know the way, right?”

“He… Of course he does! His family’s wealthy—how could he not know? Isn’t that right, He Haoxuan?” Li Qingwan said, pinching He Haoxuan’s thigh as she spoke.

If he dared not cooperate, she’d make him regret ever living.

“Easy,” He Haoxuan felt more seduced than pained.

Why was she acting like this? He was her brother-in-law, after all. Couldn’t she speak properly if there was something to discuss?

But Li Qingwan never treated He Haoxuan as her brother-in-law. Her mother, Song Li, had said, in half a year this impostor would be out of the picture, and her sister would marry a truly capable, wealthy man.

“I know the way, I know the way,” He Haoxuan nodded vigorously.

Damn, he couldn’t afford to cross this little sister-in-law.

Li Qingwan released her grip, satisfied. “Then hurry up, don’t dawdle.”

He Haoxuan nodded, pressed the gas, and the car navigated the bustling city like a fish in water. Before long, they arrived at Star Hotel.

Their destination this time was room 868—the one Minnie had arranged earlier.

Li Qingwan and her friends entered the hotel and asked the hostess, “Miss, where is room 868?”

“It’s… it’s—” The hostess, seeing He Haoxuan, jumped in fright and could barely speak.

The boss had told them to recognize Mr. He by sight. If he showed up, notify the boss immediately.

They were instructed to treat Mr. He as a VIP. Anyone who neglected him would end up in a sack, tossed into the sea to feed the fish.

“Miss, what’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?” Xiao Juan behind them was annoyed.

“No, no. Please follow me,” the hostess said hurriedly, leading the way.

At the same time, she signaled to another colleague to quickly inform the boss.

Her colleague understood, took out the walkie-talkie, and told the manager that the so-called “Mr. He” had arrived and was heading to room 868.

Instantly, the hotel’s upper management went into full mobilization—chaos ensued.

When Li Qingwan and her friends reached the eighth floor, they found two security guards standing guard in the corridor, two beautiful female attendants at the door to room 868, and the manager nearby, beaming obsequiously.

Li Qingwan frowned inwardly. Was Wang Zhisheng really that influential? Was it normal for so many people to oversee room 868?

“Welcome!” the manager and attendants called out in unison, their bright smiles shining as if greeting their parents.

“Hmm,” Li Qingwan responded, feeling uneasy as she led everyone inside.

Soon after, Wang Zhisheng and Minnie arrived.

As soon as they entered, Minnie exclaimed excitedly, “Did you see that? This is Zhisheng’s influence! Star Hotel knows the young master of the Wang family booked this room, so they immediately posted two security guards outside, two beautiful attendants here, and the manager at our beck and call.”

Wang Zhisheng felt puzzled. Star Hotel was only four-star, but it was still impressive.

Whenever he’d dined here before, the manager had merely greeted him—never as enthusiastic as today, almost throwing himself at him.

And these attendants and security guards, seeing them as guests of this room, bowed and nodded repeatedly—something was different.

The manager, having been told by the boss that Mr. He preferred a low profile, deliberately smiled and said, “Yes, you’re guests of room 868, and that makes you our VIPs. We’ll be sure to serve you well.”

Minnie, seeing the manager flatter them, was so delighted her smile could only be described as radiant.

“Darling, you look so handsome today,” Minnie batted her eyelashes at Wang Zhisheng.

“Of course. If I’m not handsome, who is? That kid?” Wang Zhisheng shot a resentful glare at He Haoxuan.

Soon, there would be a good show.

Damn it, anyone who dared provoke him would regret it.