The angel's wife of the wealthy family

Chapter 64

A gust of night wind blew in, and Gu Jin rushed out of the hall.

Butler Meng sighed.

"This is my business card. If this girl comes back here, please inform me as soon as possible, and you have this..." Meng Butler took out a gold-encrusted business card while handing it to the customer service. Stacks of red notes.

The customer service took it in shock, and quickly thanked her. She received a windfall without any help. What kind of shit luck did she have?

The Maybach outside the gate drove away again, and another customer service colleague came up and asked, "Who were those two just now? They look very noble."

"I don't know, but the man who looks like a butler gave me a business card, let me see..."

A business card with "Chief Assistant of Gu's Group" stamped in black and white characters immediately surprised the two hotel customer service staff.

"Am I dreaming! It's the chief assistant of Gu's Group! Could it be that the young man just now is the president of Gu's Group!"

"Oh my God, I actually met the Prince Charming in my mind!"

Noisy high street.

A few stars in the night sky lightly dotted the dark night like bright crystals. The street lamps under the night sky twinkled and reflected the stars, like Cowherd and Weaver Girl looking at each other from both sides of the Milky Way, expressing their emotions to each other.

With the cold wind blowing, she walked slowly step by step, listening.

On the street, the sound of vehicles passing by, the sound of the crowd chatting and laughing.

Walking down this street, a row of shops are open, and the lights flicker brightly like daytime.

City A is a city that never sleeps.

"You are my little apple, I can never love you too much, your red face warms my heart... You are my little apple, just like the most beautiful cloud in the sky..."

A dynamic melody suddenly reached her ears, and her footsteps stopped at a crowded square. She watched some elderly aunts twisting their no longer youthful and charming dancing postures.

How long has it been since she saw such a lively scene with the moonlight shining on her face and her faint smile?
A series of cell phone ringtones rang, and she put the phone to her ear, "Hello, yes, I am... that's it, it's okay, I can do it tomorrow...Okay, goodbye."

After hanging up the phone with the real estate agent, Tang Yunuo hailed a taxi and returned to the Century Garden Hotel.

After half an hour.

It was late at night, and the cold wind blew her skin a little cold.

She tightened her coat, walked into the door of the hotel, and came to the service desk to register.

"Excuse me, is there anyone living in the room I moved out this afternoon?"

Wenhao's apartment has a temporary problem, and she won't be able to move in until tomorrow, so she will be staying in a hotel tonight.

(End of this chapter)