C89 You Are Being Unreasonable!!

He lifted his head and stared at Han Qiqi, utterly dumbfounded.

After a moment, Zhang Chen asked with an embarrassed tone, "What's this all about?"

Han Qiqi's lips curled into a mischievous smile. "Oh, it's nothing. I'm just bored and thought it'd be fun to mess with you."

Zhang Chen rolled his eyes, clearly annoyed. "Do you actually need something from me? If not, I'm out of here. I've got a ton of work waiting."

His voice was tinged with irritation.

Han Qiqi let out a triumphant chuckle. "Who said you could leave? You think you can just walk out?"

Zhang Chen's brow furrowed.

He was well aware that she had him cornered, but her tone was starting to irk him. "Look, I get that you're wealthy, but if you start breaking stuff, is it not within my rights to call the cops?"

He knew it was a hollow threat, but it was worth a shot.

Han Qiqi arched an eyebrow. "You've got a point. Fine, I won't smash anything."

A smug grin spread across Zhang Chen's face. "Great, then you do your thing, and I'll get going."

With that, he stood up and headed straight for the elevator.

Han Qiqi's voice, filled with annoyance, followed him. "Who said you could leave? Stop right there! Stop!"

But Zhang Chen didn't slow down; instead, he quickened his stride, ignoring her calls.

Reaching the elevator, he was greeted by Secretary Wu stepping out.

Secretary Wu beamed at him and said with deference, "Young Master Chen, I was just coming to find you. Your office is all set."

Zhang Chen, feeling a sense of urgency, ushered Secretary Wu back into the elevator.

Once the doors slid shut, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Secretary Wu looked puzzled.

Zhang Chen offered an awkward smile and then said, "Let's go check out my office. And while you're at it, compile the latest data on the hotel for me."

"Certainly, Young Master Chen!" Secretary Wu responded with a nod.

The elevator halted at the fourth floor, and Zhang Chen followed Secretary Wu out.

A buzz of conversation enveloped them.

Zhang Chen scanned the area, noting waiters gathered to the left and businesspeople in suits occupying an office to the right.

Straight ahead was an impressive room.

Zhang Chen's anticipation grew; he couldn't wait to see what was in store.

Secretary Wu swiftly opened the door to the room.

As Zhang Chen stepped inside, a spark of excitement flickered in his eyes.

The room's decor was a sophisticated blend of black and white. It lacked ostentatious splendor, yet it exuded an air of grandeur.

Zhang Chen was overjoyed; he had a particular fondness for this style of decoration.

He settled into the chair, thoroughly enjoying the ambiance.

Secretary Wu promptly presented him with the latest reports on the hotel's performance.

Zhang Chen quickly perused the documents, getting a grasp of the hotel's recent earnings.

A knock at the door interrupted his focus.

Secretary Wu?

Without raising his head, Zhang Chen spoke with a nonchalant authority, "Enter."

The office door swung open, revealing a striking silhouette.

"Leave all the documents here," Zhang Chen instructed indifferently, his attention still on the papers before him.

But as he waited, the woman standing there remained motionless.

Confused, Zhang Chen glanced up, only to be startled by the sight of Han Qiqi standing before him!

Her slender, straight legs extended from beneath white shorts.

Clad in a tank top, she radiated an undeniable allure, her well-developed figure barely contained by the fabric.

A mischievous smile played at the corners of her lips.

Zhang Chen's brow furrowed as he asked, annoyed, "Who let you in?"

Han Qiqi gave an exasperated eye roll. "Wasn't it you who invited me in?"

She then nonchalantly took a seat in the adjacent chair, casually crossing her legs.

It took a moment for Zhang Chen to gather his thoughts.

Straightening up, he asked with a hint of resignation, "How did you even find this place?"

With a triumphant grin, Han Qiqi replied, "Is there anything in this world that money can't find?"

She then struck a match and lit a cigarette.

Zhang Chen, feeling cornered and growing impatient, pressed, "What do you want, exactly? I have work to do!"

Her smile blooming, Han Qiqi suggested, "How about you take a break and join me for some fun?"

Zhang Chen's lips twitched in frustration as he conceded, "We hardly know each other."

Exhaling a plume of smoke, Han Qiqi chuckled, "They're too scared to join me, and I wouldn't want to drag them into it."

"You..."

Zhang Chen found himself at a loss for words.

After what felt like an eternity, Zhang Chen let out a deep sigh and said with resignation, "I'm not going to play your games. Just go do whatever it is you want to do."

He returned his attention to the documents in his hands.

Han Qiqi let out a mocking laugh. "And what if I decide to stay?"

Zhang Chen felt a surge of anger and snapped, "If you don't leave, I'll call the police."

Han Qiqi's smile turned seductive as she watched his reaction.

Zhang Chen looked up, startled.

With a twinkle in her eye, Han Qiqi said teasingly, "If you don't do as I say, I'll be the one calling the cops."

Zhang Chen was taken aback!

Her smile was mischievous, her gaze sinister...

She certainly didn't seem like the good Samaritan type!

After a pause, Zhang Chen asked in confusion, "Why on earth would you want to call the police?"

With a self-satisfied grin, Han Qiqi replied coyly, "That's for me to know. Just remember, if you don't heed my advice, I'll be the one making that call."

"And when I do, I'll not only waste your time, but I'll tarnish the reputation of your hotel as well!"

"Care to test me?"

Her eyes gleamed with challenge.

A sinking feeling settled in Zhang Chen's gut, yet despite racking his brain, he couldn't make heads or tails of the situation.

Why would she call the police?

In my hotel, she barges into my room, disrupts my work, and threatens to call the police?

Zhang Chen retorted icily, "Fine, go ahead and try!"

He couldn't believe that Han Qiqi could fabricate a story out of thin air in broad daylight.

A smug glint appeared in Han Qiqi's eyes as she taunted, "Remember, you're the one who said it. No regrets now."

She snuffed out her cigarette and slowly extended her hands.

As Zhang Chen watched in bewilderment, she gently undid her ponytail.

Her green locks cascaded down.

Han Qiqi continued to fix him with a steady gaze as she ran her hands through her hair, quickly making it disheveled.

Zhang Chen's eyes widened in bewilderment.

What was she up to?

Han Qiqi's smile deepened as she provocatively slipped a finger under the edge of her clothing.

Her alluring shoulders were revealed to the open air!

Zhang Chen's throat went dry as he watched, utterly dumbfounded.

In an instant, Han Qiqi rose to her feet, flung the door open, and cried out, "I've been harassed!"