When the others heard Tao's words, they began to gossip again.

Ling Youmei's gaze was gloomy, and her expression became even more complicated.

Tao said that the man who got out of the Rolls-Royce today was actually the boss behind "Ono Inn"?

But why did she feel that he looked so much like Joe?

Ling Youmei scratched her head and thought about it carefully.

She probably didn't sleep well last night and was seeing things, right? How could that man be Joe?

How could Joe be the boss of her competitor, Ono Inn?

Besides, she had never seen Joe's real appearance. She just saw that the man's figure and back looked a little similar to Joe's!

Just as Ling Youmei was thinking about it, the phone in her pocket suddenly rang.

She picked up the phone and answered. Ho Shaohui's low and unhappy voice came from inside, "Woman, you're late!"

Ling Youmei was startled for a moment, then realized that she had made an appointment with Master Ho in the VIP room last night to meet him in his suite at eight o'clock this morning.

"I'm sorry, Master Ho, I was delayed by something!" Ling Youmei immediately apologized.

"I'll give you one minute to appear in front of me, otherwise..." Before Ho Shaohui could finish speaking, Ling Youmei had already hung up on him, pressed the elevator button, and rushed to his room.

When Ho Shaohui heard the beeping sound from the phone, his face couldn't help but darken. The veins on his hand that were holding the phone bulged.

Ling Youmei was the first woman who dared to hang up on him like this!

"Master Ho, I'm here. It hasn't even been a minute..." Ling Youmei panted as she ran in from outside the door.

Before she could finish speaking, Ho Shaohui suddenly grabbed her arm and pressed her against the wall. His tall body pressed down on her.

"Woman, you dare to look down on me?" There was a surging undercurrent in Ho Shaohui's eyes as he swept towards her sharply.

"I didn't..." Ling Youmei subconsciously struggled, "You... Let go..."

"Do you want me to deal with you?" Ho Shaohui tightened his grip on her waist, accompanied by a boiling hot aura, but his words contained a strong threat.

Ling Youmei cried out in alarm, her heart beating wildly in unease.

She had already rushed over according to his request within a minute, what else did he want?

"No..." Yes... Ling Youmei looked at him with wide eyes, squeezing out a few words from her red lips.

Ho Shaohui looked at her alluring red lips, and his eyes became profound.

"But I still want to deal with you." An unknown dark light flashed across his eyes and covered her ears as he spoke in an evil and resentful tone.

When Ling Youmei heard this, her body tensed up and her heart panicked. She was so scared that she instinctively closed her eyes.

She thought that he was going to do something bad to her, but after waiting for a while, she did not see any movement from him.

Ling Youmei opened one eye and saw that Ho Shaohui had already let go of her. His back was facing her as he leaned against the wall, breathing heavily to adjust his heavy breathing.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and lead the way. Do you really want me to take care of you?" The anger on Ho Shaohui's handsome face had yet to dissipate, and his eyes were faintly burning with a raging fire. He forcefully suppressed his anger and shouted with his thin lips.

Ling Youmei's heart trembled, and she immediately reacted: "Master Ho, please, I'll bring you to the ancient city right away!"

Ho Shaohui looked at her deeply, then turned around and strode out of the suite. He could not help but feel a little depressed in his heart.

Damn it, why did I have feelings for her just now?

Ling Youmei heaved a sigh of relief and quickly followed.