She felt somewhat skeptical about the earlier situation.
She seemingly caught sight of the air-con being on earlier. Surely, it was not a deliberate act on his part?
That faint suspicion lingered.
The restaurant Mu Yazhe had made a reservation for was in this hotel, which belonged to the upper middle-class.
Despite its grade, the food the restaurant served was quite sumptuous.
Yun Shishi helped her father down after parking the car, and naturally, her uncle was carried down the car by her man, who was also in charge of pushing the wheelchair into the hotel.
Yun Yehou felt a little restless and declined him out of courtesy at first.
He could tell, from the very start, that this man was of aristocratic background, so having the latter pushing his wheelchair felt somewhat overwhelming to the former.
