Chapter 1548 Idol Superstar: CEO, Love You Like Honey! 8

To go or not to go, that is the question.

In fact, he didn't mean that. In order not to give up his future, he climbed into the bed of a rich and powerful woman.

But, he was unwilling to go back.

Inexplicably he wanted to see her.

Has she given this kind of note to other men before?

This thought lingered in his mind, like a kitten's paws scratching at his chest, making him uneasy.

With that in mind, he had already raised his slender legs and walked towards the hotel.

As soon as I walked to the hotel lobby, a beautiful waiter in a cheongsam came up and said with a polite smile, "Hello, sir, do you want to eat or stay?"

Fu Jingran pursed his lips slightly, with displeasure in his glazed eyes, and blamed himself for walking into the hotel.

At this time.

"Let go of me—!" came a male voice.

This voice was so familiar to Fu Jingran, he turned his head and looked towards the elevator door.

A greasy middle-aged boss dressed richly was flirting with a young man. Both of them were quite drunk, and their red faces looked a little hideous.

The young man who was held in the arms of the middle-aged boss looked very familiar to him. It was Zheng Xiaohui who lived next door to him. How could he be here?

"Pa—" the middle-aged man slapped Zheng Xiaohui on the face.

Zheng Xiaohui was stunned by the hard slap, struggling crazily and shouting, "Let go, you fat bastard! Let go! Where did Mr. Xia go?! I want to find Mr. Xia!"

Fu Jingran paused as he was about to walk over, and narrowed his pale eyes slightly, revealing a bit of sharpness.

If he understood correctly, the middle-aged man's next sentence confirmed his thoughts.

"Bah! Little bastard, how dare you kick me!"

Director Yang tightly grabbed Zheng Xiaohui's thin waist, ignored the waiter's persuasion, and pressed his whole body on him, spitting with cruelty in his words.

"Xia Mingzhu sent you to me, and automatically sent you to my door. You obediently follow me, or I will make you look good..."

Fu Jingran's handsome face was covered with a layer of frost, and he clenched his hands in his pockets.

"Sir...Sir, if you have something to say, don't do anything..."

Director Yang glared at the waiter and scolded: "I didn't see that he was having a fight with me. He was drunk and going crazy. Find someone to help me..."

"No... get lost..." Zheng Xiaohui had already been drugged and leaned against the wall weakly.

Director Yang dragged Zheng Xiaohui into the elevator, and the waiter anxiously followed him.

From the corner of Zheng Xiaohui's eyes, he saw Fu Jingran, first burst out hatred and humiliation, and then shouted: "Fu Jingran, save...help me..."

"Sir, do you know this man?" the waiter asked.

Fu Jingran said indifferently, "I don't know."

Zheng Xiaohui shrank his pupils and looked at Fu Jingran in disbelief.

……Why? !

Fu Jingran didn't want to save him. It was obvious that there was no gap between him and Fu Jingran.

Director Yang glanced at Fu Jingran drunkenly, seeing that tall young man with a ruthless and indifferent demeanor, he gave up his idea and coerced Zheng Xiaohui into the elevator.

After sending off Director Yang and Zheng Xiaohui, the waiter walked up to Fu Jingran again.

"Sir, you..."

"189xxxxxxxxx, call this number." Fu Jingran said lightly.

The waiter returned to the front desk to make a call, and the call was connected after a while.

"Sir, please follow me." The waiter's respectful attitude was more sincere than before.

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ticket! ticket! ticket!

Good night, little cuties.