Seeing that Chen Zhi refused to cooperate, Si Ye had no choice but to hoist her onto his shoulder and stride into the hotel lobby like he was carrying a sandbag.
Chen Zhi's head spun dizzily, almost reaching the point of cerebral congestion.
Si Ye moved quickly, bypassing the front desk without checking in, and swiftly carried Chen Zhi into an elevator that had just opened.
Since he frequented this hotel, there was no need for him to check in. He came and went as he pleased, as if he were returning to his own home.
As the elevator doors closed, Chen Zhi finally dared to speak out, "Put me down, this is very uncomfortable."
Si Ye didn't respond to her. Chen Zhi couldn't help but hit his back hard with the bag in her hand, "Put me down now!"
"Smack!" Si Ye slapped her on the butt, leaving Chen Zhi stunned for half a second before her face turned a deep shade of red.
"Be quiet," he said.
"You…" Chen Zhi was so angry she didn't know what to say.
