Before the attendant could finish what she was saying, He Jichen cried, "It was me" from inside the room.
The attendant paused, turned her head, and looked over at He Jichen who was standing by the bed. A second later, she politely said, "Sir, is there something I can help you with?"
He Jichen's gaze was locked onto Ji Yi as he was in no rush to reply to the attendant.
After some time passed, the attendant wondered if He Jichen heard what she said at all. Just as she was getting ready to politely repeat herself, He Jichen gently blinked and averted his gaze from Ji Yi to the attendant. Then he said in a dull voice, "Could you please take out the trash in the room?"
Every afternoon, the hotel sent housekeeping around to clean the rooms, but she didn't have a lot of trash in her room… Ji Yi furrowed her brows and couldn't help but turn her head to glance at He Jichen in astonishment.
