A Favor Done, A Husband Won-Chapter 370 - 364: Jing Jihan Draws Near

On the hotel’s first floor, with a sense of urgency, Jing Sixue saw the manager return, but he didn’t have a room card in hand.

"Miss Jing, I’m very sorry, Mr. Jing isn’t answering his phone, and the lady who entered the wrong room isn’t answering either... We tried ringing the doorbell earlier, but after the door opened, it was shut again... Mr. Jing is the guest in that room; he has no intention of opening the door, and there’s nothing more we can do..."

"No intention of opening the door? What does that mean? He doesn’t even chase away a stranger woman entering his room?" Jing Sixue couldn’t believe it.

The hotel manager thought that although he only caught a glimpse earlier, the woman in the room looked very familiar, she should indeed be the mainland actress who came for the film in the afternoon, very beautiful... If she ended up staying in Mr. Jing’s room after entering the wrong room... it wouldn’t be strange...

Alone in a room, regardless of who entered, since the owner of the room didn’t chase anyone out, they couldn’t just pull someone out.

Moreover...

The hotel manager politely smiled and said, "Since Mr. Jing doesn’t plan to open the door, we’ll have to leave it for now. We certainly don’t have the right to force entry. Tomorrow morning, this issue will likely be pursued further; we need to inform the leadership. Meanwhile, could I arrange another room for you? Also, Miss Jing, you should be Mr. Jing’s... sister... right?"

Jing Sixue’s expression tightened; she couldn’t explain.

Inside, she felt a wave of panic.

Which stranger woman had entered Jing Jihan’s room?

Why didn’t he chase her out...

The opportunity her mother specially created for her to approach Jing Jihan, now even if she managed to get the room card back, even if she entered Jing Jihan’s room, nothing might happen...

Jing Sixue tightly clenched her hand, nails deeply embedded in her palm.

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The man’s words at this moment reflected his nature of cherishing words like gold, explaining the misunderstanding and the several main possible reasons for this spare room card in a few sentences.

Moreover, he had already dressed himself in all his clothes shortly, exuding a dignified composure, as if the chaotic situation and misunderstanding in front of him didn’t affect his mood at all, even becoming a bit colder.

Shi Su glanced again at the room card in her hand: "So you’re saying Mrs. Jing knew you were on a business trip to Hong Kong, and took advantage of the hotel manager knowing her through the United Kingdom connection, thus conveniently pushing your sister here?"

Hearing Shi Su’s "your sister," and the apparent estrangement, with the overt and covert arrows in the short exchange, Jing Jihan calmly fastened the last button on his shirt, his gaze lightly falling on her face: "You could say that."

Shi Su thought Jing Sixue had already returned to the United Kingdom.

Wasn’t the person a year-long exchange student domestically?

Now it’s almost been two years.

Returning to the domestic again, coincidentally arriving in Hong Kong.

She remarked how in a hotel in Hong Kong, known internationally at the top level, such a mistake could occur, even arranging such... low-level "coincidences."

It turns out the manager knew Mrs. Jing, through connections explained, causing this "mistake" to appear.

If she hadn’t canceled her flight due to the storm tonight and directly flown away from Hong Kong, hadn’t mistakenly picked up the wrong room card, what might have happened in this room tonight?

She glanced again at Jing Jihan, already fully dressed now, the man who was hard to look at with a bare chest earlier, had now restored his dignified chilly composure belonging to him.

Seeing the man’s sober and cold gaze, she suddenly felt, even if Jing Sixue really did enter his room as she wished, at most it would only create an opportunity to speak alone.

Yet seemingly.

Nothing would happen.

Not that she understood Jing Jihan that well, but the man before her, even after nearly two years of estrangement, remained frighteningly cold and clear-headed.

"Your sister..."

She suddenly thought to ask if Jing Sixue coming to Hong Kong this time was to study as an exchange student again, but hesitated as the words reached her lips.

What concern was it of hers? Why was she curious about this?

Thus, this pause made the man direct his gaze toward her.

And, of course, the look wasn’t particularly kind.

Shi Su’s mouth twitched: "...I’m not insulting you."

Under the man’s gaze, lacking much temperature or emotion, Shi Su suddenly felt that sitting here listening to him clarify the misunderstanding and chatting a bit more seemed unnecessary.

This wasn’t what she should be doing right now.

Although she didn’t know where the patience of the man, who clearly despised her deeply, came from in explaining the situation tonight.

She suddenly stood up from the sofa in his room, just about to speak, the phone in her pocket suddenly rang, she turned away and walked toward the door, taking out her phone and playing the audio message sent to her by the film agency earlier. It was the agency calling from the hotel saying she had entered the room and asking them to notify her to get another room card.

The thunder was too loud when she entered, missing the notification on WeChat.

Listening to the audio, Shi Su clicked on another message, only to see it was Wei Sinan’s message, habitually clicking directly on the audio.

Wei Sinan: "I heard your flight in Hong Kong was canceled, the weather forecast says Hong Kong will have torrential rain for two to three days, probably no way to return for now, how are you doing there? Are you at a hotel? You can take the opportunity to rest these two days, you look tired lately, haven’t slept properly in bed for a week, right?"

Shi Su just reached the door, listening to this message, thinking she might really stay a few days in Hong Kong, just about to send an audio reply, then realized whose room this was, so she remained silent, putting down her phone and preparing to leave.

The man’s voice suddenly sounded behind her: "Didn’t you publicly declare you were already married? And yet walking so closely with the male artist from the same group?"

The subtle, cold, and distant tone carried a hint of undisguised sarcasm piercing like a cold arrow directly at Shi Su’s heart.

She turned around on the spot, her sharp tongue retorting: "It’s just a colleague relationship, everyone filming together is a friend, a word of concern is harmless, I know clearly about the closeness, no need for Mr. Jing’s reminders."

Only then did the man look at her again, his voice as consistently indifferent: "Don’t forget what you once said, you want to give your daughter a complete family, a normal life. I thought this included correct values, like a woman publicly declared married should maintain what kind of distance and what kind of interactions with colleagues."

Shi Su suddenly realized she was standing here listening to Jing Jihan lecturing her, but not wanting more friction, she forcibly suppressed her full resentment, saying: "Thank you for the reminder Mr. Jing, but I’m very clear-headed about my life and know what I am doing."

After speaking, she turned intending to leave immediately, but since she was holding that so-called spare room card, she turned back to place it on the table beside the sofa before walking out.

Unexpectedly, Jing Jihan had already approached, looking down as she placed the card, his eyes calmly indifferent, thinking of who knows what.

Shi Su didn’t want to engage with him, throwing it down intending to leave, but as she turned her back, just took a step, suddenly felt the back of her collar was lightly pulled back by the man!