C46 Has a Gift to Receive

"Good afternoon Young Master Shen."

"Young Master Shen."

"..."

Shen Anran went to the front desk to grab his room card, and just as he was about to turn around to take the elevator, he was suddenly struck by someone, and the room card flew out and landed on the ground. Shen Anran frowned, and raised his head to see who the reckless ghost was, but was instantly met with Wei Qianchen's ridiculing smile.

"Yo, who do I think it is?" Wei Qianchen raised his hand and pulled down the sunglasses that covered his nose, and sized Shen Anran up with a smile that was not a smile: "So it's noob, what a coincidence."

Shen Anran did not bother with Wei Qianchen, his gaze directly landing on Lancelot who was standing in front of him. After pausing for a few seconds, he quietly retracted his room card and turned to pick it up.

Wei Qianchen quickly rushed in front of Shen Anran and picked up the room card. Shen Anran maintained his posture of bending over to pick up the room card, then stood up and frowned.

"I'm sorry, I bumped into you accidentally." Wei Qianchen passed the room card to Shen Anran: "You're serious, I forgot to take your luggage when I get off the ship in a hurry, but it doesn't matter, Lil 'Ye already brought it back for you."

Shen Anran glanced at the small luggage in Ming Zhuang's hands. It was indeed the one that he had brought along with him when he boarded the boat, and because he had received Liang Ruoyun's call, he did not go back to clean up, instead landing in his room on the boat. He did not think that they would bring him back.

Wei Qianchen waved the room card in front of Shen Anran: "You don't want it?"

Shen Anran regained his senses and reached for the room card, but Wei Qianchen moved it away again, as though he was playing around with him, and when Shen Anran saw his son's move, he squinted his eyes, and then shifted his gaze back to Wei Qianchen: "I don't have time to play with you right now, give me the room card."

Wei Qianchen laughed, "Yo, is noob angry?"

"You are shameless and you aren't thinking for your master?"

"What did you say?!"

"If I want to fight with you here, it would be losing your master's face. You'd better think carefully."

Wei Qianchen's face immediately darkened.

Without saying a word, Shen Anran snatched the room card from Wei Qianchen's hands, and without saying a word to the three master and servant, he turned and walked towards the elevator. Just as Wei Qianchen was about to catch up, he was pulled by Ming Zhuang.

Ming Zhuang looked at Wei Qianchen, then threw the small suitcase in his hand at Wei Qianchen. Wei Qianchen didn't want to explode in front of him, so he reluctantly took it.

"Which room is he in?" Suddenly, Lancelot who was watching coldly from the sidelines opened his mouth and asked.

Wei Qianchen was startled for a moment, and honestly answered: "It seems to be … "1808."

"Ming Zhuang."

"Understood, young master."

Ming Zhuang looked at the stupefied Wei Qianchen, then went back to the front desk to change rooms, and changed the hotel room that Lancelot was about to stay in to the room next to Shen Anran's. When Ming Zhuang returned with the room card and gave it to Wei Qianchen, Wei Qianchen's heart refused, because he suddenly realized that his young master had an unusual interest in the noob.

He was in the middle of the night, and he was in the middle of the night.

The next morning, Lei Jin was sent to deliver the consent form of the Chief of the Bureau to Shen Anran, and together with the consent form, were Shen Anran's police ID card and his gun. The whole process did not make Shen Anran worry at all, once he woke up, everything would be settled.

"Third Young Master, why don't you let me handle this matter."

"Lei Jin."

"Yes, Third Young Master."

Shen Anran threw a bunch of keys to Lei Jin: "If you have time, go to the garage and drive here. I want to use it."

Lei Jin wanted to say more, but seeing that Shen Anran was wiping himself with the gun, he swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth. After standing in the room for a while, he saw that Shen Anran did not have any orders, so he took the key and brought it to Shen Anran.

When Lei Jin walked out of the room and closed the door, he paused for a moment before raising his eyes and staring at the door for a few seconds. Then, he retracted his gaze and continued to wipe the police gun in his hand.

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~"

Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted Shen Anran from wiping his gun.

Shen Anran kept the gun in his back pocket, then pulled his jacket over his body. He stood up and opened the door, and saw the waiter standing outside.

"Young Master Shen." The waiter bowed respectfully and greeted them.

His cold eyes swept across the tray in waiter's hands. The top of the tray was covered with a layer of cloth and it was not clear what was in it. Shen Anran squinted his eyes and said without emotion, "I didn't call for anything."

"This is a gift that a guest has instructed the front desk to bring to you."

"No need, take it away."

"Young Master Shen, take a look. If you don't look, go back. It would be hard for us to report to that customer."

Shen Anran frowned, he raised his hand and lifted a corner of the cloth covering his head, after seeing the contents clearly, his gaze immediately became heavy, after pausing for two or three seconds he let go, and raised his head to look at the nervous waiter: "Who is the guest who asked you to send this thing over?"

The waiter was somewhat troubled. "This …"

Shen Anran stared at him without saying a word.

Unable to withstand the sudden pressure, the attendant said softly: "It was Mr. Ming who brought the gift to the front desk. He said that the guest of Room 1809 said that he wanted to give it to you, Young Master Shen …"

1809?

Hearing that, Shen Anran raised his head, and looked at the room marked with the number 1809, his gaze becoming more and more complicated.