Ruan Yang glared at him with her clear eyes for a while. In the end, she had no choice but to give in. However, she was bewildered. Paris was so cold in winter. It shouldn't be considered the peak season. Why would there not be a single room left? Could it be that the hotel's business was really very good?
She booked a high-class room on the fourth floor which was only around 20 square meters. It wasn't big since she intended to stay there alone.
Li Shaobin strode in and saw that there was even a balcony. He went out and saw the cars driving past outside. He turned back and said with a frown, "Ruan Yang, this hotel you booked is close to the road. It's a little noisy."
"You find it noisy? Sure, you can just book another room in another hotel," Ruan Yang said with a grin.
