Mu Ye rushed straight from Kyoto to Quecheng, speeding all the way.

The Mayba was driving at a speed of 160 km/h and ran through several red lights.

He didn't want to waste even a moment, he wanted to see Yan Qingluo as soon as possible and hear her explanation with his own ears.

What was going on in the photo he saw of Yan Qingluo and Song Qingju hugging each other? Didn’t she say that she had nothing to do with Song Qingju anymore?

As he thought about it, a trace of anxiety emerged in his heart. He couldn't wait any longer, so he simply called and asked.

So, he dialed Yan Qingluo's number, but the voice he hated the most rang out on the phone, "The number you dialed is turned off."

He could no longer suppress his anger and turned off the phone again!

How many times have I told her not to turn off her phone!

It shut down again this time, and at this very moment!

It was only then that Mu Ye realized that once Yan Qingluo turned off her phone, he would never be able to find her.

He could only go to Yan's villa or Yan's Group, and he knew nothing about her other residences.

The only thing he was familiar with was her residence in Kyoto, Platinum Residence, but she had never been to Kyoto since she graduated.

Mu Ye's heart was filled with intense disappointment and gloom. At this moment, he felt strongly that Yan Qingluo had never belonged to him, never had.

Just as his heart was getting colder and colder, his cell phone rang.

He glanced at the display screen in the car. It was Yan Qingluo!

"Hello, Mu Ye, are you calling? I turned off my phone because I was afraid of being harassed by reporters." Yan Qingluo started to explain loudly, as if she guessed that Mu Ye would be angry if he couldn't find her.

"How did you know I called since your phone was turned off?" Mu Ye felt much better when he heard Yan Qingluo's well-behaved voice, but he was still upset about the fact that she turned off her phone.

"I turn on my phone every hour. Just now I received a text message notification of a missed call. I saw it was you who called me. Is there something you want to talk to me about?" Yan Qingluo explained patiently in a soft voice.

"How dare you ask, what's going on between you and Song Qingju?" It would have been fine if he didn't mention this, but as soon as he mentioned this, Mu Ye felt inexplicably angry.

"You ... you have also seen the news? Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, pure misunderstanding. Those reporters are just making up stories. Don't believe those nonsense. You know, those reporters love to make up stories. He helped me up when I accidentally fell in the boxing ring." Yan Qingluo was shocked when he heard that Mu Ye's tone was obviously angry. He thought to himself, it's over, how could he know so quickly? I just coaxed my family and now the most troublesome person comes.

"Hmph, aren't you going to return the gifts? Then why are you going to the boxing ring?" Mu Ye asked relentlessly.

"Just go on the boxing ring ... and throw a few punches." Yan Qingluo felt inexplicably nervous. She could no longer tell whether she was afraid that Mu Ye would get angry or that he would misunderstand her.

"With Song Qingju?" When mentioning Song Qingju, Mu Ye's tone was filled with disgust.

"Yeah." Yan Qingluo answered cautiously.

"Then why didn't you tell me about these things yesterday?" Mu Ye felt annoyed. He asked her that yesterday, but she didn't say a word about it.

Does this girl have something to hide or is she hiding it? What does she really think of Song Qingju?

Anyone can tell at a glance that Song Qingju is pursuing her. There is no way she doesn't know this. If she knew that Song Qingju was interested in her, why did she still have such close contact with him? What's more important is that she even kept it secret from him. So, does it mean that she is also interested in Song Qingju?

Thinking of this, his heart seemed to be full of thorns, prickling and painful. He was unwilling to accept it and refused to admit defeat. Why did he lose to Song Qingju? Why was it Song Qingju?

"You didn't ask, and it's not important." Yan Qingluo deliberately lowered his voice and spoke weakly, sounding a little unconfident and lacking in confidence.

"Humph, I didn't ask? Not important?" Mu Ye said these words almost through gritted teeth, "Where are you now?"

"I ... am at the company." Yan Qingluo replied guiltily.

"Come to Kaguya Hotel, room 606. I'll be there in twenty minutes." Mu Ye's voice sounded angry and with a commanding tone.

"Now?" Yan Qingluo was shocked. This was too sudden.

Beep beep ...

Mu Ye actually hung up the phone.

"Hello, Mu Ye." Yan Qingluo looked at the hung up phone helplessly and muttered softly, "I'm at work. How can I just go out when I say so?"

She sighed silently, hesitated for a moment, then stood up and walked towards Yan Jingrong's office.

"Brother, I'm going out for a while. I may not be able to have lunch with you at noon." Yan Qingluo asked Yan Jingrong for leave obediently.

"Okay, Xiaosi, be careful." Yan Jingrong gradually got used to Yan Qingluo always going out, and now he no longer asked her why she went out.

Kaguya Hotel.

Yan Qingluo arrived at the Kaguya Hotel. She looked at the time. It was only fifteen minutes since Mu Ye gave the order. Mu Ye said it would be twenty minutes. She arrived five minutes earlier than Mu Ye. She decided to wait in the hotel lobby first. After all, she didn't have the room card for room 606 and was too embarrassed to ask the front desk lady for it.

Because if the lady at the front desk asked her who she was and what she was doing there, she wouldn't know how to answer.

So she simply stood in the hotel lobby, the most conspicuous place so that she could be seen as soon as people entered the hotel.

The Kaguya Hotel under the Kaguya Group is spread all over the country. This is the branch of the Kaguya Hotel in Quecheng. The Kaguya Hotel is a five-star hotel, and it is said that the service attitude and various treatments are super good.

The lady at the front desk saw Yan Qingluo standing in the hotel lobby for a minute, so she walked over to ask.

"Miss, is there anything I can help you with?" The lady at the front desk had a gentle voice and a smile on her face.

"Oh, no, I'm waiting for someone." Yan Qingluo also responded with a smile.

Yan Qingluo was dressed in a professional outfit, a loose-fitting pink suit jacket with pink straight-leg suit pants, and a pair of stiletto high-heeled shoes. He looked energetic and capable.

"There are seats here, you can sit here and wait. Would you like some juice or coffee?" the receptionist asked politely. She guessed that the person in front of her must be a beautiful executive of some company, and there was a hint of envy in her eyes.

Yan Qingluo couldn't help but admire the management of Kaguya Hotel, which was very thoughtful and considerate, and did not put pressure on people, making people feel respected and valued. This kind of service, like a spring breeze, is indeed first-class service in the country and is definitely worthy of a five-star hotel.

"No, thank you." Yan Qingluo had just finished speaking when he caught a glimpse of a familiar tall and straight figure rushing into the hotel in a hurry.