Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 280: I am a Guest

Chapter 280: Chapter 280: I am a Guest

Due to his current position, Cheng Qiaobei wasn’t suitable to argue with a young woman in the hotel lobby.

He could only ask her to go to a slightly more private environment to talk.

"Miss Ye, if you want to chat, we can go somewhere else to talk. What do you think?" Cheng Qiaobei suggested.

Ye Huan looked around, realizing that he was afraid of her making a scene in public.

"Where do you want to talk?"

Cheng Qiaobei, "Let’s find a meeting room."

Ye Huan snorted coldly, "Fine, let’s go. Who’s afraid of whom?"

The few girls accompanying Ye Huan today were unfamiliar faces; she must have rallied them to back her up.

Cheng Qiaobei made a gesture, "This way, please."

Wei Lai rushed out of the elevator, stopped upon seeing Ye Huan, and wondered why she was here.

Cheng Qiaobei and Wei Lai exchanged a glance. The latter understood, "Hello, Miss Ye."

Ye Huan’s expression turned hostile at the sight of Wei Lai, "I don’t want to talk to you, I want to talk to him."

Wei Lai smiled gently and said, "Miss Ye, if you have any questions, communicating between us might make some ideas easier to empathize with from a female perspective."

Ye Huan remained relentless and shouted, "I told you I don’t want to talk to you, I asked him to resolve this. Don’t you understand? Is this how your hotel treats guests?"

Cheng Qiaobei gave a dangerous glance, then returned to a gentle demeanor towards Ye Huan, "Miss Ye, please calm down. Whatever displeasure you have is an outcome we don’t want. Let’s find a relatively quiet environment, sit down, and talk calmly, okay?"

Ye Huan, "You promised to talk to me?"

Wei Lai was about to speak but was interrupted by Cheng Qiaobei, "Yes."

Ye Huan rolled her eyes at Wei Lai, "Should’ve done this sooner and quit meddling."

Wei Lai was infuriated, feeling a surge of anger stuck in her chest, unable to go up or down, the first time a young girl had made her so irritable.

"..." She opened her mouth, but finally, swallowed her words.

In a moment of escalating tension, explanations and rebuttals were not wise.

Wei Lai chose to remain silent.

Cheng Qiaobei said, "This way, please."

Ye Huan noticed Wei Lai was about to follow and hurriedly said, "Why is she following? I don’t want to see her. Seeing her makes me agitated."

Wei Lai maintained a smile, "Miss Ye,"

Before Wei Lai could explain, Ye Huan shouted again, "I don’t want to see you. Can’t you hear? I’m lodging a complaint with your manager. Why are you sticking around? Are you afraid I’ll say something unfavorable to you? Hey... everyone look, this woman won’t let me complain to the manager."

Cheng Qiaobei lowered his voice and warned, "Miss Ye, are you here to resolve the issue or go back in again?"

"!" Ye Huan paused, seeing Cheng Qiaobei wasn’t joking, and averted her gaze.

At that moment, the elevator doors opened. Cheng Qiaobei made a gesture inviting her in.

Ye Huan walked in first. Cheng Qiaobei waited outside the elevator but didn’t see her friends go in.

Cheng Qiaobei reminded them, "You go up first."

Ye Huan said, "They don’t need to come up. I can talk to you alone."

Cheng Qiaobei frowned. Wei Lai, noticing it, lifted her foot to go in, only to be stopped by Ye Huan again.

Ye Huan pointed at Wei Lai, "Don’t come in, I’ve already said I’ll only talk with Manager Cheng."

Wei Lai looked at Cheng Qiaobei, who shook his head lightly, indicating she shouldn’t worry.

He stepped inside the compartment, standing by the door, and pressed the button for the fourth floor.

Wei Lai watched as the elevator doors slowly closed. As she turned around, she saw a few young girls, "You can wait in the lounge, I’ll have a server bring over some drinks."

Meanwhile, inside the elevator.

Ye Huan stood further in, glancing up at the surveillance camera above, then looked away.

With a ding, the elevator opened.

Cheng Qiaobei stepped aside, allowing Ye Huan to exit first.

Ye Huan stood in the corridor, glancing around, "Which way to the meeting room?"

Cheng Qiaobei pointed, "This way."

Ye Huan followed behind Cheng Qiaobei, her eyes darting around until Cheng Qiaobei opened the meeting room door, "Come in."

"The meeting room is quite big." Ye Huan looked around.

Cheng Qiaobei walked to the circular table and pulled out a chair, "Please sit."

Ye Huan sat down, her gaze still shifting uneasily.

Cheng Qiaobei sat three seats away from her, his face stern, "What do you want to talk about?"

Ye Huan, in a rather absent-minded manner, said, "I already said, you got me into the police station. What do you propose?"

Cheng Qiaobei took a breath, about to speak when Ye Huan said, "Yes, I climbed into Zhang Qi’an’s room, but I didn’t harm him, just took some photos of his room, and yet it led to involving the police so seriously."

Cheng Qiaobei said, "Ye Huan, no one else is here. If your memory serves, the one who eventually called the police was Zhang Qi’an. If you’re looking to vent, you should go to Zhang Qi’an. What does it have to do with me?"

Ye Huan noticed the surveillance in the meeting room was off, the power light on the device wasn’t on, indicating no power.

She discreetly retracted her gaze, adjusted her collar, "It’s a bit hot, can you turn on the air conditioning?"

Approaching early winter, yet she said it was hot, Cheng Qiaobei figured she was simply trying to use him to vent her frustration, standing up to turn on the air conditioning.

Returning to his seat, he asked, "Is this temperature okay?"

Ye Huan, "It’s a bit cold, can you raise it by two degrees?"

Cheng Qiaobei adjusted it by two degrees, "Is the temperature okay?"

Ye Huan flicked aside her bangs, "It’s fine."

Cheng Qiaobei returned to his seat, his hand naturally resting on the edge of the table, "You intruded into Zhang Qi’an’s room without permission, secretly took photos of him showering, rummaged through his luggage, and sent his room photos to your friends. Which part wronged you? Or what part did we frame you for?"

Ye Huan pondered for a moment before saying, "Actually, it’s not a big deal. I just took photos, and posting them also gives the artist more exposure. Otherwise, where do you think all those celebrity news leaks come from?"

Cheng Qiaobei said, "What you’re saying has nothing to do with me. My duty is to protect the privacy of our guests, ensuring that during their stay at Jade Jiali Hotel, they feel at home with our service."

Ye Huan spoke as she stood up, "Since you mentioned serving guests, I’m also a guest. I got caught in your hotel, don’t you have anything to say? Don’t you have any responsibility?"

"..." Ha! What does this have to do with him!

Cheng Qiaobei’s lips pressed tightly, "When I speak reasonably with you, don’t be unreasonable. But if you want to be unreasonable, you might find I’m better at it."

Ye Huan flicked her hair again, "Who’s being unreasonable?"

Cheng Qiaobei frowned, "Ye Huan, seeing that you’re young, I’m kindly reminding you. Zhang Qi’an might forgive you once, but not a second time. Don’t do this kind of thing again in the future. You never know when you might get into big trouble. It might not just be simple detainment at the police station and a few lectures."

Ye Huan walked to the door and suddenly started shouting, "Manager Cheng, what are you doing, Manager Cheng, don’t—"

Cheng Qiaobei was taken aback and quickly turned his face away.

Out of the corner of his eye, Ye Huan stripped down to her underwear and ran out of the meeting room, crying for help down the hallway.

Cheng Qiaobei lowered his gaze, his dark eyes filled with a cold eeriness, and the hand resting on the table slowly clenched into a fist.