Chu Chu Chu liked the Doctor.
And she was the kind of woman who dared to love and hate.
She had always wanted to keep the Doctor in Different City. She even felt that he could accomplish more by staying than by going back.
She had even said that as long as the Doctor was willing to marry her, he could use all the Chu Family's resources.
After all, she was the cherished daughter of the Chu Family's patriarch.
"Do you think she'll come looking for us at the hotel?" I asked the Doctor.
The Doctor answered with certainty, "No. She may be impulsive, but she isn't reckless."
Just as we were speaking, the doorbell rang. It seemed someone had arrived.
The Doctor and I exchanged a glance. Then he said, "You go."
Clearly, the Doctor seemed to have some psychological trauma. Though he said Chu Chu Chu would not come to the hotel, I figured the visitor was most likely her.
I thought that if we really had some misunderstanding, we should do everything possible to resolve it.
The matter between Chu Chu Chu and the Doctor was rather interesting.
I wondered whether this matter involving the Doctor would become a topic of conversation for us in the future.
I went over and opened the door. A woman around twenty-four or twenty-five stood outside.
She was exceptionally beautiful, like a ripe, luscious peach.
"Where's that old madman? Where is he?" The woman did not even ask who I was. She shoved past me and tried to walk in.
"Are you Miss Chu?"
I asked, and only then did she stop. She turned around and looked at me. "How did you know?"
I said, "I heard him mention you."
Her eyes lit up, and she asked, "Does he mention me