Autumn Dreamland
Ran Xincheng had long prepared herself mentally.
Now that she heard Shen Wuxiao say this, a look of anticipation rose on her pretty face.
Her heart also began pounding faster and faster.
Shen Wuxiao truly was not joking.
After the car stopped at one of the capital's top hotels, he took Ran Xincheng's hand and headed inside.
Following him, Ran Xincheng's breathing was hot and hurried, while her steps quickened.
When the hotel manager saw that Young Master had arrived,
he immediately had people make arrangements.
He was very perceptive. In this situation, he absolutely could not go up and chatter away.
He only needed to tell Young Master which room it was, and that would be enough.
The manager stepped forward and said in a low voice at the fastest speed, "Young Master, fifteenth floor, Autumn Dreamland..."
Shen Wuxiao glanced at him and nodded appreciatively.
Then he took Ran Xincheng straight upstairs.
The manager pumped his fist and let out a "Yeah!"
Young Master's look had clearly been one of appreciation. This was great.
When the two arrived on the fifteenth floor, the reception staff had already made preparations.
As long as it was a hotel under the Shen Family, there were usually several top-tier suites that no one was allowed to stay in.
Young Master had germophobia. Letting him stay in a room someone else had used would be seeking death.
So they kept them ready at all times; the moment Young Master appeared, everything was handled directly.
Upon entering the room, a fresh, natural scent washed over them.
The suite looked brand-new.
Its decor was themed around autumn.
The dark-brown wooden floorboards stretched beneath a large bed placed at the center of the room.
Its frame was made of wood in a retro style, carefully