When they arrived at the Boshe Hotel, the three girls were as comfortable as if they were returning home.
"Welcome home, Mr. Qi and the three ladies."
Housekeeper Liu Rong was already quite familiar with the three girls.
As for Mr. Qi, the hotel’s super VIP, she remembered every detail about him, right down to the precise water temperature he preferred for his bath.
"Hello, Sister Liu."
The three girls didn’t act superior toward Liu Rong just because they were guests in the penthouse suite.
"Hello, you three. It’s only been a few days, and it feels like you’ve all gotten even more beautiful."
Looking at the three youthful, beautiful girls, Liu Rong couldn’t help but inwardly marvel at their good fortune.
She’d even heard about the watches worth millions and the Porsche that Qi Sheng had gifted them.
’They haven’t even graduated college, and they’ve already landed a meal ticket for life.’
’How could anyone not be jealous of that kind of luck?’
Not interrupting the guests’ private affairs was the most fundamental part of being a qualified housekeeper.
It was two hours later when she entered the suite again.
Looking at the messy floor, strewn with high heels askew and shredded pieces of black, nude, and white stockings...
Even though Liu Rong was a mother herself, she couldn’t help but blush furiously.
’Qi Sheng and the girls had just been too wild.’
The familiar scent hanging in the air sent a shiver through her body, despite her being a mature woman.
"Mr. Qi, Xinxin, Yaoyao, Nuonuo, your bath is ready."
As their housekeeper, it was her duty to serve Qi Sheng and the girls.
Liu Rong bent down and began to tidy the messy floor.
"Hubby, carry me to the bath!"
The ever-coquettish Du Xinxin was the first to act, wrapping her arms around Qi Sheng’s neck.
"Carry me too!"
Not to be outdone, Tao Siyao wrapped her arms around Qi Sheng’s waist.
"I..."
Seeing that her two best friends had already claimed Qi Sheng’s neck and waist, Pan Yinuo had no choice but to wrap her arms around his thigh.
"You three little minxes never learn, do you? Who was it calling me ’Daddy’ just now?"
"It wasn’t me, it was Tao Siyao!"
With a blush on her face, Du Xinxin tried to pin the blame on Tao Siyao.
"Oh, please. I have a recording. Care to listen?"
Tao Siyao brandished her phone, looking smugly at a completely dumbfounded Du Xinxin.
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