Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 276 Where is She?

Chapter 276: Chapter 276 Where is She?

Wei Lai called the cleaners and service staff from the fifth floor. After inquiring, she learned they had only seen four girls coming and going, but the fifth person was indeed staying at the hotel.

She checked the surveillance footage and discovered that the girl had left her room, entered the elevator, and gone to the eleventh floor. Her room wasn’t on the fifth floor but the eleventh.

Wei Lai’s heart sank, and she hurried to the front desk to check the guest list for the eleventh floor.

At that moment, Cheng Qiaobei approached the girls’ table with a gentle smile, greeting them, "What a coincidence, seeing you again."

The girl who complimented Cheng Qiaobei’s looks yesterday, Meng Xiaoqi, said, "It is quite a coincidence, you’re here for dinner, too."

Cheng Qiaobei asked, "Which dish is the best?"

Meng Xiaoqi said, "All of the dishes are pretty good. Everything we’ve ordered the past few days has been a hit."

Qiao Yiming said, "I think the sweet and sour ribs and braised pork are good."

Cheng Qiaobei nodded, as if something came to mind, "It seems like you’re missing someone. Where is the young lady who helped me with the elevator?"

Meng Xiaoqi laughed, "With so many of us, you only remember Ye Huan?"

She exchanged a meaningful glance with her friends, saying, "Uncle, don’t get any ideas. Ye Huan doesn’t like your type. She prefers the melancholic type, like Zhang Qi’an."

In a gentle tone, Cheng Qiaobei asked, "So, where is she?"

His voice was calm, but his attitude made it clear that a refusal would not be accepted.

Qiao Yiming quickly tugged on Meng Xiaoqi’s arm and whispered, "Stop talking, let’s go."

Cheng Qiaobei didn’t make things difficult for the girls but kindly reminded them, "Let me give you a piece of advice. It’s okay to like celebrities, but be rational in your fandom. Don’t cross the line; it becomes harassment and is against the law."

Meng Xiaoqi retorted unhappily, "Who are you, not even a cop, to dictate what we do?"

Cheng Qiaobei replied, "I am the manager of this hotel. It’s my duty to protect the guests’ privacy. Is that sufficient?"

Hearing this, Meng Xiaoqi looked startled but forced herself to remain calm, saying, "We haven’t done anything. Why say all this? Let’s go back to our room."

She led the group away, while Cheng Qiaobei watched their backs with a deep gaze.

Wei Lai found Cheng Qiaobei with a serious expression and whispered in his ear, "I just found out that a girl named Ye Huan is staying on the eleventh floor, right above Zhang Qi’an."

"!" A complex expression flashed in Cheng Qiaobei’s eyes, "Go to the front desk and get the room key card. We’ll check out the eleventh floor."

Wei Lai opened her palm, where the room card was already prepared.

They needed to first ascertain Ye Huan’s situation, then inform Zhang Qi’an, and try to keep the matter under control.

The two took the elevator to the eleventh floor, where Wei Lai said, "Hopefully, there won’t be any issues."

Without seeing the results, he couldn’t determine the situation.

Standing in front of Ye Huan’s room, Cheng Qiaobei knocked, but there was no answer. He knocked again, and still, there was no response.

"Open the door," Cheng Qiaobei indicated.

Wei Lai took out the key card, swiped it on the electronic lock, and the door opened.

The two entered and found the room empty. Cheng Qiaobei headed straight for the balcony. By now, it was getting dark, the streetlights already lit.

Using the lighting on the balcony, Cheng Qiaobei noticed climbing marks on the air conditioning unit. A short distance from the balcony was an iron decorative mural on a lower landing, with clear handprints from climbing.

"Wei Lai, take a look."

Wei Lai stepped over and followed the path indicated: "Did she climb down from here?"

Cheng Qiaobei nodded, "Let’s go down and ask around."

Wei Lai expressed concern, "If that girl is in Zhang Qi’an’s room, it’s going to be a huge issue."

Cheng Qiaobei walked calmly into the elevator, "No matter the issue, we must find her immediately. Not finding her is the real problem for us."

Considering his words, Wei Lai had to admit they weren’t without reason.

Wei Lai sighed helplessly, "By age, these girls are adults, yet they’re acting like children."

When Cheng Qiaobei stepped out of the elevator, he moved briskly, and when he reached Zhang Qi’an’s room, he suddenly remembered something and told Wei Lai, "Call a few female service staff over."

"Understood."

Wei Lai used the walkie-talkie to summon four female housekeeping staff, instructing them to standby at the door.

Once everything was ready, Cheng Qiaobei then knocked on the door.

Li Tao heard the knock, got up, and asked through the door, "Who is it?"

Wei Lai said, "Hello, we’re here to change the linens."

Li Tao grumbled as he opened the door, "Changing the sheets at night."

While complaining, he saw Cheng Qiaobei standing outside, "Chairman Cheng, you too?"

Cheng Qiaobei smiled and nodded, explaining, "I happened to be inspecting this floor, and the service staff said they came to clean in the morning while Mr. Zhang was resting. According to hotel policy, the presidential suite requires more meticulous service, with bedding changed daily."

In other words, they were there to clean now.

"He’s inside rehearsing the script. We’ll start filming right after the program recording. Let me call him," Li Tao moved out of the doorway, saying, "Go ahead, clean up, and also throw away the fruits on the bedside table and the mineral water, too."

The four female service staff set to work cleaning, while Zhang Qi’an emerged from the bedroom, acknowledged Cheng Qiaobei, and then, needing a quiet space to rehearse, went directly to the secondary bedroom, closing the door to avoid being disturbed.

Wei Lai also used the opportunity to clean, searching the room for possible hiding places but found no sign of Ye Huan.

She approached Cheng Qiaobei and shook her head slightly to indicate she hadn’t found anything.

Cheng Qiaobei trusted his judgment; the marks he saw suggested descent, not ascent, which meant Ye Huan was still in the room.

But if Zhang Qi’an had discovered Ye Huan, he and Li Tao wouldn’t be so calm, especially Li Tao, who would incessantly complain if such a thing happened.

Cheng Qiaobei gave Wei Lai a look, signaling her to check the secondary bedroom.

Wei Lai had no choice but to gather the strength to knock on the secondary bedroom door, "Sorry, Mr. Zhang, we need to clean this room."

Zhang Qi’an, having been interrupted several times, was beginning to show irritation, "This room isn’t occupied. There’s no need to clean it."

Wei Lai, maintaining a friendly demeanor, responded, "Mr. Zhang, our hotel has strict cleaning requirements. If one room is left uncleaned, it results in a pay deduction for the service staff."

Zhang Qi’an glanced at the middle-aged woman beside Wei Lai, considering the day’s work meant to provide for their family. If it led to wage deductions, he would feel guilty. Reluctantly, he took his script and left the secondary bedroom.

"Go ahead, clean up."

Wei Lai scanned around and headed straight for the wardrobe. As soon as she touched the door, she realized something was amiss.

There seemed to be some movement inside the wardrobe. She tilted her ear to listen, then yanked the door open to find Ye Huan sitting on the floor.

Seeing Wei Lai, Ye Huan’s eyes were filled with fear.

Wei Lai said, "...Why are you in there? Come out, now."