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Sunlight penetrates through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Shangri-La Presidential Suite, cutting a golden spot on the carpet.

Lin Chuan opened his eyes.

There are no cramped rental houses, no car horns during the morning rush hour, only the slightest sound of the central air conditioner running.

He leaned against the bed and lit a cigarette.

The first step to coming to Shenzhen has been taken.

Money is rolling in the stock market, and Lin Zhiqiu is there to keep an eye on company registration and house hunting.

But you must have a means of transportation when going out.You can't let the hotel driver follow you around in an S600 every day. It's too eye-catching and inconvenient.

You have to buy a car.

Lin Chuan blew out a smoke ring and a bright face appeared in his mind.

Fox eyes, red lips, and that tight uniform.

He reached out and took the pink note from the bedside table.

“ Above is a string of Juanxiu’s phone numbers.

Shen Man.

Lin Chuan doesn’t believe in two people for the rest of their lives.

He picked up the phone and pressed the number.

At the same time.

A hotel contracted by an airline company in Shenzhen.

Shen Man was sitting in front of the dressing table, holding a lipstick in his hand and not opening it for a long time.

Today is her last day of rest.

Since getting off the plane the afternoon before yesterday, she has kept her mobile phone at hand.

It didn’t ring.

She looked at herself in the mirror and twitched her lips in self-deprecation.

Shen Man, Shen Man, do you really think that because you are beautiful, someone like you who lives in a presidential suite worth 20,000 yuan a night will contact you?

Does a man of that level lack women around him?

She sighed, threw her lipstick into her makeup bag, and prepared to change clothes and go downstairs to have something to eat.

The phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

Shen Man glanced at the screen.

An unfamiliar local number.

She deliberately waited for three seconds before sliding the answer button.

"Hello?" The voice was controlled just right, gentle but not urgent.

"Are you awake?"

There was a deep, clean male voice on the other end of the phone.

There is a bit of laziness like just waking up in the morning, and an extremely natural familiarity.

It’s like they are not strangers who have only met once, but have known each other for a long time.

Shen Man’s fingers clenched the hem of her pajamas.

It’s him.The man who only drank a cup of black coffee in first class.

"Mr. Lin?" She called tentatively.

"It's too old-fashioned to call you Mr. Lin." Lin Chuan laughed on the other end, "Lin Chuan."

Shen Man’s ears felt a little warm.

This man is completely different from the one on the plane who keeps away from strangers.

It has a bad aggressiveness, but it’s just right and doesn’t make people feel greasy.

"Linchuan..." Shen Man chewed these two words in his mouth, "Are you looking for me?"

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