Mr. CEO Has a Crush on Me-Chapter 667: Who Said I’m Just Her Ex-Husband? (4)

Jiu Li held the room card handed over by the waiter, looking puzzled in that direction.

It was a bit different from what he’d heard.

"Mr. Jiu, while there are still vacancies on other floors, you should hurry up and book a room," Zhao Chen kindly suggested. "You’ve known Mr. Gu since childhood. You should know his temperament. It’s thanks to his good mood today that you can still book a room here." and Ms. Lu didn’t do anything irrational.

"We’ve already divorced, what is this supposed to mean?" Jiu Li touched his delicate chin, his phoenix eyes filled with reluctance, "To pester tirelessly, that’s not his style."

People like Gu Annan should rightfully not interact after divorce.

"Divorce is a thing of the past, not the future. Mr. Jiu, there are so many actresses at the film festival. Just pick one and don’t cause trouble here."

Jiu Li hummed lightly and handed his credit card to the front desk again, "Book any room. Also, the future isn’t for Mr. Gu to decide alone."

*

Lu Wanwan’s head was spinning even more. Was she still experiencing seasickness, or was it all an illusion?

She looked down at his large palm. The strength with which he held her hand was neither too light nor too heavy. Walking together like this, she momentarily forgot to push him away.

This natural feeling was a long-lost habit.

After walking about ten meters, she tried to withdraw her hand, "What are you doing? Give me back my luggage."

After regaining her senses, Lu Wanwan thought he probably didn’t want to make a scene in public, so he planned to take her into the room first and settle the scores slowly.

Gu Annan glanced at her, his hand not letting go, "I don’t want your luggage, just helping you carry it in."

"You could let the waiter bring it in with a cart!" Her hand, which had just been slightly withdrawn, was grasped tightly again.

"I like to carry it myself," he countered with a reason.

Lu Wanwan thought to herself, You like to carry it yourself, but your own luggage is with Assistant Zhao...

As he led her into the elevator, Lu Wanwan saw a few other guests inside and felt a bit more at ease.

However, she suddenly remembered his room card was still with Zhao Chen... Zhao Chen, why hasn’t he come over yet!

"What are you looking at? Can’t bear it?" His voice was cold nearby. "I could make a call to Jiu Rong and have this wretched kid wanting to cancel my room thrown out right here,"

Lu Wanwan turned her face away, only speaking when the elevator door closed, "I’m not the one who asked him to cancel your room."

Gu Annan’s tone softened a bit, his eyes shining much gentler, "Of course, I know. Otherwise..."

Otherwise was he going to tell her to get lost too?

"Otherwise, I would’ve canceled your room, to make you stay in mine."

Lu Wanwan’s heartbeat quickened, but she quickly tried to shake off his hand, "Let go."

"Be good. Otherwise, I’ll stay in your room. Especially since I don’t have a room card right now," he held tight.

It appeared that being too lenient with her wasn’t working, as it inadvertently attracted those unaware of danger.

"Gu Annan, do you realize that your actions are those of a scoundrel!" she gritted her teeth.

To actually use staying in her room as a threat, that was her room, the kind registered under only one person’s ID!

"Since I’m already acting like a scoundrel, might as well go all out. Which room in this floor do you want to sleep in?"

Lu Wanwan quickly stepped back, even though her hand was caught, she still maintained some distance from him.

The Frenchman behind, though not understanding their conversation, seemed to realize that the gentleman perhaps wasn’t considering the lady’s personal wishes.

"Hey, sir, please respect this lady," the helpful Frenchman interjected.

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