Chen Yiran, dragging his suitcase, led the way to room 1203.
Tianxin followed closely behind him, casually speaking, "Brother Ran."
"Hmm??" As his profound eyes swept over the room numbers, Chen Yiran responded.
"Why are we staying at the Crown Hotel? It seems to be really expensive, according to the taxi driver." Tianxin eventually gave in to her curiosity and questioned.
"Hmm..." Chen Yiran turned slightly to glance at her. Holding back a chuckle, he teasingly replied, "Why? Are you starting to worry about how to save money for me now?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Tianxin's cheeks blushed involuntarily.
"Little Tianxin knows how to manage home finances." A pleasing smile lit up Chen Yiran's face as he continued joking, "What do you think of the hotel's decor?"
