Yu Feng opened the car door. "Get out."
"Huh? What's up?" Wen Rufeng asked, puzzled.
He didn't tell her immediately, just said, "You'll find out soon."
"Alright then."
Wen Rufeng trusted her husband deeply. If he said there's something to take care of here, there must be something important.
He held her hand and they walked into the hotel lobby together.
"Sir, which room have you booked?" The receptionist asked politely.
"The presidential suite." Yu Feng plainly said and paid the deposit.
He took the key, grabbed Wen Rufeng's hand, and strode towards the elevator.
Wearing stilettos, Wen Rufeng had to run a few steps to catch up with him.
'Ding!' The elevator ascended slowly.
"What is it? What do you want to talk about?" Wen Rufeng asked.
"Shh." He put his index finger to his lips.
"Is it... Do you have a project for me to handle?" As a businesswoman, Wen Rufeng immediately thought of this.
Yu Feng pinched her nose. "Why are you always chasing after money?"
