Qin Miaomiao's anger flared up instantly. Just the thought of Lu Qing rolling around in bed with another woman made her want to burn down this hotel!
If Lu Qing really dared to do something to betray her, she.....
"Room number."
"What?"
"Tell me, the room number!"
Huh? So Young Madam doesn't even know the room number? Then how is she planning to catch him in the act?
Little Sixth quickly pretended to know nothing: "Don't ask me, I don't know anything."
Qin Miaomiao shot her a cold glare. Under this stare, Little Sixth's spine felt a chill—truly, she was the boss's woman!
"Not talking? Fine, I'll go room by room!"
"This whole hotel has about a thousand rooms. How are you going to search them?"
Qin Miaomiao smirked coldly, then gracefully strode to the front desk. Her demeanor was elegant, resembling an aristocratic lady, with the unique arrogance of the upper class:
"I'm looking for Mr. Lu Qing. Could you help me contact him, please?"
