The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!-Chapter 783 - 774 Farewell (2)
Chapter 783 -774 Farewell (2)
Chapter 783 -774 Farewell (2)
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It was the in-house telephone again. It was definitely a call to urge them to check out.
“The phone is ringing,” Xia Siyu whispered softly.
“Mmm.” Bo Yan was embracing her from behind, his head resting on her shoulder, not wanting to move.
“I need to check out.”
“Mmm.” Bo Yan hummed once more. If his lips weren’t right by her ear, she would have hardly heard his low voice.
“I’m leaving.”
“I know.” This time, Bo Yan finally said more than three words. He was still holding her but slightly lifted his head and stretched out his arm to answer the phone: “Understood, we’ll check out right away.”
After he finished the sentence, he hung up immediately and continued to embrace her for a while until a cleaning lady knocked on the door: “Hello guests, may I know if you are ready to check out?”
Only then did Xia Siyu and Bo Yan part. Xia Siyu didn’t have much luggage, and Bo Yan lived downstairs, so they didn’t require much time to clean up the room and leave.
After putting their things away, Bo Yan naturally took her bag, while Xia Siyu helped him put on a mask, and the two opened the room door together.
As the door opened, the neighbors came out just in time. Han Yifan had already left with his elder brother, and at this time, it was Shang Feifei, her agent, and assistant exiting. Not just them, but a few bodyguards were present, arranged by Han Yifan’s elder brother for Shang Feifei’s protection.
Shang Feifei’s agent and assistant recognized Bo Yan and Xia Siyu and were startled. Unlike Shang Feifei, they had not guessed the relationship between the two. However, as an agent and assistant, they kept a tight lip; such matters generally weren’t spoken about.
Xia Siyu and Bo Yan, meanwhile, were perfectly calm, almost indifferent to the people next door, merely pausing briefly to let them go first—
After all, many reporters staking out the hotel were there for Shang Feifei. With her as the target, the two of them were certainly safer.
Sure enough, the agent and assistant had come from afar fully prepared. Shang Feifei wore sunglasses and little makeup, just basic foundation. Her clothing was also very somber, presenting a demeanor of someone heartbroken by a failed relationship as she descended the stairs. As expected, reporters surrounded her.
At the lobby, checking out went smoothly, thankfully. The clever rascal Han Yifan had bought small umbrellas identical to those charged for by the hotel, and later, he had Song Fengzhi bring takeout and stuffed the exact amount of unused umbrellas back into the hotel. Therefore, during check-out, there were no issues. They only charged her for two bottles of Black Vatted whisky.
Two days, two bottles of Black Vatted; it was the perfect picture of “drowning sorrows in alcohol.” When reporters heard of it, they quickly published the story.
Once the procedures were completed, Shang Feifei, escorted by her agent, assistant, and bodyguards, left the lobby. Upon her exit, reporters indeed asked her, “What do you think about Xi You’s cheating scandal?”
“Have you started dating Han Yifan? Was it mutual cheating?”
“Are you aware of the allegations about Xi You drugging others?”
Throughout, Shang Feifei stayed silent, her head slightly lowered; she appeared somewhat tired. Her agent stood by her side until someone tried to pull at her, prompting the agent to speak out at last: “Our Fei’er is the victim, okay? What mutual cheating? Han Yifan isn’t even officially her boyfriend yet.”
Indeed, she wasn’t wrong, given that Han Yifan’s relationship with her had yet to be confirmed; it was still a trial.
However, as this side attracted a barrage of attention, nobody noticed that from another side door of the hotel, a young couple emerged.
