Free Web NovelChapter 2047: Chapter 2047: His Tenderness Was Reserved for Only One Person (Part 1)
Mrs. Hong went from furious to heartbroken, and finally to completely disheartened. Holding back her anger, she dragged the still reluctant Hong Ling downstairs. Reaching the lobby, she stormed to the front desk: "Check out!" After speaking, she glared at Ruan Jun who had been following behind them, sneering: "As the saying goes, a monk fights for a moment of incense, a man fights for a breath. We’re not the kind of people who have no shame!"
Ruan Jun, of course, couldn’t let them truly check out and stepped forward to tell the receptionist, "Charge it to my account."
"No need for your pretense!" Mrs. Hong shouted, turning her head back to the receptionist again: "Check out, I’m not short of this bit of money!"
Ruan Jun wanted to say something, but Hong Ping, standing by his side, tugged on him, and Ruan Jun had to swallow his words.
The receptionist’s gaze darted among the people for a moment, and seeing Ruan Jun stay silent, she looked down and began calculating the bill. After about ten seconds, she lifted her head and smiled: "Hello, the total is one thousand three hundred and eight."
"What!" Mrs. Hong’s eyes widened: "Wasn’t it six hundred and fifty-four? Your bill clearly states that, are you running a black shop?" freёweɓnovel.com
"Madam, you are quite the joker." The receptionist, evidently well-trained, maintained her smile and took out the bill, pointing at the charges: "One room is six hundred and fifty-four, two rooms are one thousand three hundred and eight."
The room Mrs. Hong booked was currently the best suite in the Ruan Family’s hotel, complete with a study, dressing room, bathroom, and kitchen, so the price was naturally not cheap, nearly a hundred per room.
This amount of money indeed meant nothing to the Ruan Family, but to the Hong Family, it was nearly the couple’s monthly salary.
At Hong Ping’s wedding, Ruan Jun gifted eight thousand and eight as a wedding gift, but Mrs. Hong had deposited all that money in the bank. Coming to Yuansu this time, she thought it wouldn’t cost much and only brought a thousand. They had spent over three hundred while shopping yesterday as a family of three, leaving a bit over seven hundred, which is why she was so adamant about paying. Little did she know that she only received the bill for her and her husband’s room and not for Hong Ling’s.
Mrs. Hong clutched her purse, looking at the bill, her face turning alternately pale and flushed.
Beside her, Ruan Jun spoke up: "Put it on my salary."
The receptionist heard this, glanced at Mrs. Hong, making her blush so deeply she could almost bleed.
Seeing no response from her, the receptionist nodded, still smiling, and handed over the bill: "Okay, Manager, please sign here."
As Ruan Jun signed the bill, Mrs. Hong, like a subdued quail, lost all her previous momentum and felt she couldn’t stay in this place any longer, turning on her heels to walk out.
After signing the bill, Ruan Jun spoke to the receptionist. She nodded, and in no time, a car stopped at the entrance of the Ruan Family’s hotel.
Watching the car drive up to her, Mrs. Hong finally understood.
Hong Ping was truly determined to send her away; it wasn’t just for show. Her eyes welled with tears, and she kept her head down the entire time, fearing that Hong Ping and Ruan Jun would see her like this.
The ticket was handed to Father Hong by Ruan Jun. Hong Ling genuinely didn’t want to leave, but with things having developed as they had, she had no place to speak, and could only look at Hong Ping plaintively and ingratiatingly.
After all, she was a little sister she had dearly loved for so many years, and Hong Ping felt deeply conflicted. She reached out and hugged her, saying, "Take good care of Mom and Dad on the road, and call me when you get home."
