The hotel located in the city center was first grade, and it had an unbeatable underground carpark.
If someone really wanted to protect his or her own identity and remain anonymous, the hotel would make special arrangements for the use of their alternative entrance.
Fu Sichen was a good example.
It also prevented Pei Zhen from clearly seeing what was happening outside.
He picked up his ears and listened carefully. The scolding that he heard earlier had stopped, and it was quiet all around. He found it was impossible to tell where the voice came from.
"What's up?" Fu Sichen looked around when he sensed that the Persian cat wasn't behaving normally. "What are you looking for?"
Was it just his imagination?
Pei Zhen watched a movie on The Loyal Dog Hachiko the night before. He couldn't remember much of the conversations that took place on the show, but the story was unforgettable—it was sad and very touching.
