"My wife is still asleep," he reasoned, "so it's even less likely for outsiders to see this private side of us."
His arms tightened slightly around her:
"Is the room cleaned up?" he asked coolly.
"Young Master, it's already been prepared. You and Eldest Young Madam can check in directly."
Seeing this, Jiang Ye finally seemed satisfied.
Without another word, he carried her toward the elevator.
As for the group of hotel managers, they, of course, scurried to follow.
Inside the elevator.
It was already silent; no one spoke, and the atmosphere thickened even more.
This Young Master really wasn't as easygoing as Zhou Er!
With Zhou Er, you didn't have to hold your breath, and you could even crack a joke from time to time.
But in the rare presence of the Young Master, it was like being in front of an emperor; just his aura made it impossible not to feel weak at the knees.
Ah, one wonders how he is with his Eldest Young Madam?
Suddenly, the curiosity was piqued.
