Zhou Jin'an flung aside the blanket and stuffed Qiao En into it.
His movements were extremely quick, and he wrapped up the tiny bundle of Qiao En tightly.
Before Qiao En could figure out what Zhou Jin'an was planning, An Kexin had already entered the room with the guest service personnel.
"Brother An, what are you doing here?"
Upon seeing Zhou Jin'an, An Kexin feigned great surprise.
"Shouldn't I be here?"
he countered, his eyes as cold as frost.
"Of course, Brother An can be here. I just didn't expect that Brother An would be staying at a hotel alone."
An Kexin was just making conversation.
Zhou Jin'an partially blocked the view of Qiao En, who was shrinking under the blanket.
"What are you doing here?"
He took the initiative.
"I came to see Secretary Qiao. She called me saying she wanted to talk about something, so here I am. I didn't expect you to be here, Brother An."
"You've come to the wrong place."
Zhou Jin'an withdrew his gaze and said coldly.
