Song Jiajia and Lu Hao walked back to the guesthouse without saying a word.
Just as they returned to the room at the guesthouse, someone came from the front desk downstairs.
"What do you want?" Song Jiajia opened the door and asked impatiently.
The person at the door was startled for a moment and suddenly got angry too: "Dreaming, huh? Such a big shot."
The other person spoke in Cantonese, which she couldn't understand at all.
Song Jiajia shouted angrily: "What are you babbling about, what do you actually want to do."
The person at the door said, "Pay up, you haven't paid for this room yet, and you don't even know where you've run off to! Crazy."
Song Jiajia glared at the person at the door, turned around and handed over all the remaining money in her luggage.
The woman at the door muttered a soft curse as she took the money and left.
Song Jiajia slammed the door shut.
And Lu Hao beside her hadn't said a word from start to finish, being as lifeless as a corpse.
