Don't blame Li Ruhai's expression for having implications; it's hard for people not to speculate when a man and a woman share a room. Gu Qili couldn't possibly explain to everyone that they had to live together because it was the only room left in such a big hotel.
Mu Shuoqian drank half a bottle of red wine at dinner, only eating a little bit of foie gras and steak, and he went to wash up as soon as he entered the room.
Gu Qili wanted to watch TV, but to her surprise, there was no sofa in the suite, only two pitiful chairs—she had originally planned to sleep on the sofa.
After discovering there was no sofa, she suddenly became nervous; her previously feigned composure vanished.
There was only one bed in the room, creamy white painted wood with carved headboard outlined in gold, and the bedding was all brand new, not yet used.
Thinking about having to stay together like this for the next week, she couldn't control her heart rate from accelerating.
