"Remember, you owe me one!" Ho Shaohui also stood up and looked her in the eye. His deep eyes contained a hint of ridicule.

"What?" Ling Youmei was startled, and staggered a step back.

Ho Shaohui saw that she was on guard, and his thin lips couldn't help but curl up. His eyes flashed with charm, and he said it without blushing or beating his heart: "I don't like to do it with a crying woman. When you're in a good mood, we'll meet again next time."

"Who wants to date you?" Sister Ling You was so angry that she couldn't help but refute him.

Ho Shaohui's eyes were bottomless, and he reminded him unhurriedly, "Don't forget, the video of you and Qi Yueze is still in my hands!"

"You bastard!" Ling Youmei shouted angrily.

She took off the high heels in her hand and threw them at him.

Fortunately, Ho Shaohui reacted in time and caught her high heels with one hand.

"You woman, you really turn hostile just like that!" Ho Shaohui's eyes were filled with an unknown luster as he sighed.

"Scram!" Ling Youmei did not want to waste any more words with him. With a cold expression, she shouted at him.

"Alright, I'll be leaving first. Take care of yourself!" Ho Shaohui shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and left after saying that.

Ling Youmei stayed in the lounge alone, staring blankly at the night sky outside the window.

When it was late at night, she made sure that all the reporters had left before she left the hotel.

The next day, she took a taxi to the airport and flew back to S City.

Her sprained foot had not healed yet, but Ling Youmei really did not want to stay here any longer.

A City, this sad place, was always able to evoke some bad memories of her past.

Not only her and Qi Yueze, but also her dead mother and her father who used to dote on her...

Unfortunately, it was all gone now. Ever since her mother passed away and her father married a new wife, she had lost everything.

The love of her parents, the happy family, the care of her boyfriend...

Family love and love were all snatched away by her half-sister, Ling Youjing.

Ling Youmei returned to her residential area in S City - the house in Blue Castle Qin Garden.

She applied medicine to the wound on her foot and went back to sleep.

When she woke up, it was already dark outside.

Ling Youmei ordered takeout, and as she ate dinner, she turned on her phone.

There were several missed calls on her phone, half of them from her father, Ling Zhenxiong, and a few from Joe.

Ling Youmei did not know how her father, Ling Zhenxiong, knew her current contact details. They had not contacted each other for two years.

Yesterday, she had returned to A City, and suddenly appeared at her sister Ling Youjing's wedding banquet.

Ling Youmei laughed coldly and chose to ignore it, ignoring the reason why Ling Zhenxiong suddenly contacted her.

She dialed Joe's number.

Soon, Joe's voice came from the other side, "Why couldn't I contact you yesterday?"

His voice seemed to be somewhat anxious.

Ling Youmei rubbed her forehead and said lightly, "I drank too much yesterday."

"Are you in a bad mood?" Joe immediately asked out of concern.

"It's fine, it's all in the past." Ling Youmei shook her head. She did not want to talk about her personal matters, so she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

"I wanted to ask you out yesterday." Joe said with a slightly regretful tone.

"Oh, what a coincidence." Ling Youmei pulled her hair and shrugged.

After a moment of silence, Joe said, "I might come to S City in a few days."

"Is that so? Then we'll meet again." Ling Youmei smiled.

After hanging up the phone, she looked at the calendar again.

In a few days, it would be the annual S City Ancient City Tourism Festival. At that time, she would be very busy and might not even have time to date Joe.

Ling Youmei rested at home for a few more days. The day before the holiday, she returned to the inn in the ancient city.

The ancient city at this time was not the same as before.

Because of the Tourism Festival, many of the tourist attractions in the ancient city were immediately open to the public for free. Whether it was accommodation or food, all activities were discounted. There were several times more tourists than usual, and more businesses than before.

The Tourist Festival of S-City lasted three years, more than a dozen days a year, covering tourism, leisure, entertainment, culture, exhibitions, food, shopping, and more.

During the holiday season, there would be tourist exhibitions, boating contests, music fireworks fairs, food contests, and so on. There would be all sorts of gifts to be given out.

The parking lot of the ancient city had long been filled up, and Ling Youmei's car could no longer drive in.

She could only find a parking spot near the side of the road near the ancient city and park her car before walking in.

At this time, the ancient city was already crowded with people. There were people everywhere. Many shops were advertising and handing out leaflets.

Ling Youmei walked through the bustling crowd for a long time, but she still did not reach the Clouds Inn that she had opened.

Her sprained foot was not fully healed. Being squeezed by the people around her, she almost fell to the ground.

Not only did a hand reach out from nowhere, but it also happened to hold her slender waist and pulled her into his arms.

"Miss, are you alright?" The man's low and magnetic voice sounded above her head.

This voice was very similar to Joe's!

Ling Youmei instinctively looked up and saw that the man was very tall, at least 1.85 meters tall. He was a head taller than the people around him, and her flat shoes only reached his shoulders.

This man's height was also very similar to Joe!

Ling Youmei raised her head and happened to look into the man's dark eyes. She was stunned.

His eyes were actually similar to Joe's!

The sun was reflected on his clear, solid face, and his narrow eyes seemed to grow deeper and deeper. His high nose was perfectly shaped, like a mountain, and his thin lips were pursed in a habit.

Ling Youmei looked at him without blinking, she was almost mesmerized by him!

She felt that Joe's facial features should look like this in broad daylight.

In other words, the man's facial features, coupled with his voice, height, and eyes, should be Joe himself.

But could he be Joe? Would they bump into each other on the street?

"Miss, Miss?"

Just as Ling Youmei was deep in thought, the man's deep voice sounded in her ear again.

Only then did Ling Youmei come back to her senses, and found that she was holding onto the man's high-end suit jacket, staring at him absent-mindedly.

She quickly let go of his hand in embarrassment, "I'm sorry!"

"It's alright!" The man said very elegantly.

"Thank you for just now!" Ling Youmei suddenly thought of something and added.

"You're welcome." The man smiled like a gentleman again.

The two of them just looked at each other.

Then a man in a suit walked over and bowed to the man, "Boss Huo, there are too many people here. Why don't I take you somewhere else?"

Ling Youmei noticed that the man in a suit was the manager in charge of this ancient city, and there were a few men standing beside them, as if they were the leaders of this area.

When she opened the inn before, she had met these people and even had a meal together. Ling Youmei still remembered them.

However, at this moment, these leaders and managers seemed to be surrounding the man who had saved her and looked like Joe. They didn't care about her at all.

One of them, who had been in charge of the fiestas for several years, was eagerly introducing the man. "Mr. Huo, this is near the provincial capital, and it has the appeal of a 5A resort."

The man did not speak. His eyes were indifferent and his expression was secretive, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

He was a tall, erect man in a black limited-edition suit, with a handsome face that stood out in the morning light, and a cold, forbidding air about him.

Those leaders surrounded him and kept talking about something, and the group of people soon walked away.

Even when Ling Youmei returned to her own Clouds Inn, the silhouette of the man from before was still in her mind.

Could he be Joe?

If he was, why didn't he recognize her?

Or was it just like that, inconvenient for him?

"Boss, you're back!" Tao, who was at the front desk, immediately greeted her excitedly when she saw her.

Ling Youmei recovered from her shock and smiled back at her.

"Tomorrow is the holiday, of course I have to rush back."

"Boss, this year's holiday is different. There's a big boss to invest in, a lot of projects that are bigger than they used to be, more special events, more preferential treatment, and a lot of scenic events that can be attended for free. There are expected to be several times more tourists this year than last year." Tao said to her excitedly.

"A big boss is investing?" Ling Youmei slightly narrowed her eyes. Hearing Tao say this, the man who looked like Joe that she had just bumped into immediately appeared in her mind.

Could he be the big boss who was investing behind the scenes this year? Otherwise, why would the leaders of their area, the person in charge of the tourist festival, and the manager of Ancient City all revolve around him?

"I hear the big boss is going to build a resort near our old city and attract rich people from all over the country to come here for a holiday. Our business will be better in the future." Xiao Tao's eyes were full of expectation as she continued to speak with a smile.

Ling Youmei was startled once again. She recalled that the person in charge of the holiday seemed to be talking to that man about building a resort.

However, at that time, she had always suspected that the man was Joe, so she did not think too much about other things.

Now it seemed that the big boss Tao was talking about was most likely the man who looked like Joe she had just met.