Yue Qiao handed over her ID card, "Isn't it enough to register just one person?" Yue Qiao had seen Zhou Yicen's ID card. The address on it showed that he lived in a definite wealthy district, which would be quite inappropriate to appear on the computer of such an inn.
The landlady was taken aback at first, but then she broke into a smile again, asking, "Is it a brief stay or an overnight stay?"
"We're still not sure, let's make it overnight for now," Yue Qiao replied.
"Alright." The landlady nodded, handing back the ID card and lodging card to Yue Qiao, "Two hundred for the room and three hundred as a deposit, cash or card?"
Having heard this, Yue Qiao honestly turned to Zhou Yicen. A subtle lift of her brow, the meaning in her eyes was quite clear.
Pay the bill.
Well, Yue Qiao couldn't help it. She asserted that she was poor. She could be proactive in all matters, except for this. This should be left to the man to handle.
