Following her manager’s advice, she did not intend to open the door to strangers.
The commotion outside the door finally stopped after a long time.
She walked to the door and suddenly realized that there was a peep hole. She pushed the cover aside and looked to the corridor outside; it was empty.
Can it be the service staff?
She shrugged her shoulders and went back to the couch; her hand phone was charged by then. She opened WeChat on her phone to send a few messages to her manager.
[There’s someone frantically pressing the doorbell at the door. It’s so scary. (TAT)
[Maybe there’s a pervert inside this hotel. (→_→)
[Boss Qin, I’m so scared. Some bad guy may come and kidnap me~ (=皿=)]
The signal seemed to be weak and tardy in a foreign land as it took a long time for her messages to be sent out.
She was just grumbling to herself about poor connectivity when she received a reply from Qin Zhou shortly.
[Did you open the door?]
She replied at once. [No, I didn’t. Haven’t you warned me not to open the door to anyone? I’ve kept your teachings close to my heart.]
Qin Zhou’s reply came in ellipses. […]
Rolling his eyes, he flashed her an emoticon of the ilk.
[Is the person still pressing the bell?]
She replied. [No. I went up to take a look through the door peephole moments ago. No one’s outside.]
After waiting for more than ten seconds, her manager sent over another text. [Don’t open the door and protect yourself. I’ll call you if there’s anything.]
She returned a smiley. [Alright.]
He sent another message shortly after.
[Shishi, who is your partner for the red carpet at tomorrow’s banquet?]
She went silent.
[I’ll be alone.]
Another emoticon, with eyes rolling, flashed on her screen. [Are you mad? It’s such an important event and you’re telling me that you’ll do this alone? You can’t establish a presence on the red carpet as a newcomer at all!]
It was Yun Shishi’s turn to send ellipses. […]
Do I have a choice?
Where will I find a partner to walk the red carpet with me? I don’t know anyone here in this foreign country.
This was when her manager sent her a follow-up message. [You pair up with Xingze for the banquet tomorrow.]
She fumbled. [Doesn’t he have a partner already?]
He replied heartlessly. [I snuffed out his partner at the last minute.]
She was taken aback. [Boss Qin, you are so tyrannical.]
He concurred matter-of-factly. [That’s true! He used to be under me, so I can get him over with a command. Be prepared to hold your presence during the event. There’re Chinese reporters at the scene tomorrow, and I’ll be asking them to write a few eye-catching articles about you.]
Yun Shishi: […]
Qin Zhou: [Stop giving me ellipses. Wash up now and go to bed early! I’ll wake you up on time tomorrow morning.]
She held her hands up in surrender. [All right, all right! I’ll go to bed now.]
Qin Zhou: [Goodnight!]
Yun Shishi: [Goodnight!]
After putting down the phone, she walked to the bathroom and started to dry her hair with the hairdryer.
Her hair was very long and was so full that, in fact, she had some difficulty holding it up in a bundle with one hand.
Mu Xi was envious of her bright and beautiful raven hair and often told her that she could go endorse shampoos and conditioners after she became famous with it. Her assistant believed that her hair required no aftercare to remain soft and luscious.
She would smile whenever she heard that.
She inherited her glorious crown from her mother.
Mu Qingcheng also had soft, beautiful, raven hair. She could still recall how her mother would sit by the bed and comb through her hair after taking a bath when she was young.
That scene was absolutely poignant.
Even after so many years, she could still remember the scene vividly.
