When Ling Youmei drove home, it was already half past two in the morning.

Other than exhaustion, her entire body was exhausted.

She kicked off her high heels and walked barefoot into the bathroom to wash away the traces that Joe had left on her body.

When she woke up the next day, her entire body was still aching.

She had to admit that Joe was always full of energy when it came to this kind of thing. He often made her unable to get out of bed the next day.

But his figure was very good, and his physical strength was also very good.

Even when they did not meet, she often missed the joy he gave her.

The only flaw was that she often woke up the next day. Not only did her back hurt, but there were also a lot of green and purple marks on her body.

After Ling Youmei woke up, she had no choice but to find a long-sleeved, high-collared dress to change into, covering up the ambiguous marks on her body.

After breakfast, she felt sleepy and weak. She really wanted to go back to her room and lie down for a while.

But next month was the annual holiday of S City. There were still a lot of things to prepare for her hostel.

Ling Youmei had no choice but to pull herself together, pick up the car keys, go downstairs, and drive to the ancient city.

The ancient city of S City was famous all over the country, and it was a famous tourist attraction. Two years ago, she opened a guesthouse in the ancient city, and now she was the boss there.

Every year, the ancient city would be filled with tourists and the competition for the hostel in the ancient city would be extremely fierce.

Ling Youmei parked the car and walked into the inn. The girl at the reception desk, Tao, greeted her warmly, "Morning, boss!"

"Morning!" Ling Youmei smiled at her.

Just as she was about to go upstairs to her office, the room service staff hurriedly ran over with a panicked expression, "Boss, it's bad!"

"What's wrong? What happened?" Ling Youmei immediately asked.

"The new guy, Xiao Zhang, accidentally dropped a hair on the carpet while cleaning the VIP suite today. When Master Ho came back, he found it and was angry."

Ling Youmei frowned slightly, she knew that this Master Ho had served her a lot.

When he came a few days ago, the extravagance was unprecedented. A dozen or so cars surrounded a super luxurious limousine and stopped in front of her inn.

A man in a limited edition black suit got out of the car. He wore black sunglasses, and he was tall and regal.

When they arrived at her hotel, one of his men inspected every room, examining every corner of it with white gloves, making sure there was nothing wrong, and checked in at the front desk.

"Our boss is a neat freak, and the guest rooms have to be clean and spotless," one of the stewards said, coming up to her.

At that time, Ling Youmei was wondering why this man, who was so neat freak and so ostentatious, who looked like he was especially rich, would not stay in a five-star hotel but in her room instead.

But the old city was full of characteristic guesthouses, and her guesthouses were the best of the best, and it was no surprise that this gentleman wanted to come to the old city and stay with her.

Ling Youmei immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and ordered with keen eyes, "Xiao Chen, change all the items in the VIP room into new ones!"

"As long as Master Ho is satisfied, money is not a problem." The butler immediately handed over a gold card and instructed very cautiously.

Ling Youmei took the golden card with both hands and smiled politely: "Alright, I wish Master Ho a pleasant stay and a good time in the ancient city!"

The butler looked at her deeply, then turned around and left.

Ling Youmei had immediately instructed everyone in the inn to serve her carefully.

They had booked an entire floor of VIP suites, and for the next few days, they were safe and sound.

Ling Youmei never would have thought that under her repeated warnings, her subordinates would accidentally anger this master.

When Ling Youmei arrived at the VIP suite, she saw her hotel's customer service staff and Little Zhang, who was responsible for cleaning the room, bowing their heads in apology.

However, that Master Ho was actually sitting on the gorgeous sofa with his legs crossed, his face unmoved.

"It's useless for you to apologize. Call your boss over!" His arrogant tone did not show any mercy.

Ling Youmei held her breath, knocked on the door, walked in, and smiled: "Master Ho, hello, I am the boss here! I apologize to you on behalf of the inn, and I will order the rest of the staff to clean up for you."

"You are Ling Youmei?" Before she could finish speaking, the man interrupted her impatiently. His deep peach blossom eyes stared at her sharply, sizing her up.

Ling Youmei was slightly startled, "Master Ho knows my name?"

"Hmph, this young master came here specifically for you." Ho Shaohui looked at her arrogantly and snorted coldly: "If you want to settle this matter with me, then I'll let you off. In the future, you must personally take care of my room."

"Huh?" Ling Youmei was startled. Asking her to personally take care of his room? She had been in the inn for so long, but this was the first time she had heard of such a request.

"If you don't want to, I just have to complain to the higher-ups, and your inn's service and hospitality will be problematic..." Ho Shaohui glanced at her coldly.

Ling Youmei's heart was inexplicably filled with anger. This guy was obviously looking for trouble on purpose, but the holiday was about to arrive, and when that time came, her inn would have to participate in the annual selection of the Ancient City Star-Ranked Hostel. She did not want to cause trouble at this time.

Despite her reluctance, Ling Youmei still smiled politely: "It is my honor to personally serve Master Ho!"

"Alright, all of you can leave now. You stay behind and help me clean up the room." Ho Shaohui's handsome face was hidden under the halo of light. He lazily narrowed his eyes, got up and walked towards the study room. Before he left, he left behind a few words.

Ling Youmei let out a sigh of relief, her eyes signaling the others to leave. She stayed behind to personally clean this master's room.

"Boss, do you need my help?" Xiao Liu, who was in charge of cleaning, took the initiative to ask.

"No need, you can go down first." Ling Youmei shook her head and refused.

Since this master had specifically asked her, the boss, to personally clean the place, it was obvious that he was targeting her. If she asked someone else for help, she would have angered him again.

It was just that Ling Youmei had been a little too indulgent last night, and was already tired to the point of soreness. After helping him clean the room, she almost couldn't stand up straight.

"Tomorrow at six o'clock, come and wake me up personally!"

Just as she was massaging her back and walking to the door with the cleaning tools, Ho Shaohui's orders suddenly came from inside the study room.