My anger was effective, and the heroine agreed to come down. After a while in the lobby, she was dragged by the second man to go for a walk in the garden.

It’s good to take a walk, the dark lights are scattered, you can hold the small hand, and kiss the small mouth, everything will be alright.

In order to prevent the second male from hesitating again, I crouched behind a large vase by the stone path leading to the garden in the lobby, and stared at the second male with the eyes of “big brother, I am watching you”, until I saw the heroine burst into tears and the two embraced each other.

Then they took the elevator upstairs together.

The second male cast a grateful look at me from afar in the elevator.

Eh? It’s not, right? right? I seem to have unknowingly managed to match the second male lead and heroine?

Finished! I slapped my thigh. What if the president goes to the heroine’s room while thinking about his lower body? Then I’ll fall short.

For the sake of the happiness and sexual well-being of the second man and heroine, I decided to put up with the president.

I lip-mouthed the second male from a distance, and the content was: “You owe me money”.

Director Zhang, let’s have a romantic date next time, woo woo woo.

…

Almost as soon as I knocked on the door of the presidential suite, the door opened.

I don’t know how long the President has been standing behind the door.

When the President saw me, a hint of disappointment flashed in his cold eyes.

I pretended not to see the disgusted look in the president’s eyes, I just squeezed into the room through the gap between the president and the door cover, blocked the way of the president with my body, folded my hands, bowed slightly, and asked respectfully, “President, do you need anything else before going to bed tonight?”

The coldness in the president’s voice was like a bloodthirsty beast, “No, you go out.”

I can’t hear or see, and I firmly look down at him, “OK. Do you need me to make an appointment for your hotel spa?”

The President took a deep breath, which should be the anger he was feeling deep in his bone marrow, “No.”