Chapter 4 - How awkward

　　The main hall of the presidential suite was covered with a thick cashmere carpet imported from New Zealand. It was handmade and stepped on. It felt soft and comfortable as if one was stepping on clouds.

　　However, under these circ.u.mstances, forget about the cashmere carpet, even if Luo Qing Yun really stepped on the clouds, she wouldn't feel very good about it.

　　Su Chen Hao walked to the side of the sofa and sat down. Luo Qing Yun followed beside him and wanted to speak, but she did not know what to say.

　　She wasn't even sure if the other party had recognized her or not.

　　If the other party did not remember her from the start, then her current silent appearance would be laughable.

　　"That... Mr. Su, what would you like for dinner? Chinese or Western? We've prepared a menu for you, and I'll show it to you now. " Although she did not want to be the housekeeper, she could only brace herself and fulfill her duties now that she was forced to act. After all, they were the VIP and butler of a hotel.

　　He turned around and walked over to the bookshelf. He took down a menu he had prepared beforehand and held it in front of his eyes.

　　She didn't know if it was because she was anxious and wanted to show off her professionalism, or because she was a little nervous when she walked to the sofa, but when she walked in front of it, her footsteps were too light. As for being unable to dodge in time, her tibia directly hit the corner of the tea table.