Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love Chapter 992 Hello, Sir, Goodbye, Sir 5

There were only Cheng Qingchong and Qin Yinan left in the living room. Qin Yinan acted the same way he usually did, which was to treat Cheng Qingchong like a stranger. He leaned against the window to play on his phone. Cheng Qingchong stood at the entrance as her professional training requested her to.
However, that day, Cheng Qingchong kept sneaking glances at Qin Yinan like she was struggling to say something to him but didn't have the courage to.
Time trickled by, and Mr. Smith still showed no sign of ending his call. Cheng Qingchong gripped her hands tightly. If she didn't talk to Qin Yinan now, after he sent Mr. Smith away, she would have no opportunity to talk to him anymore.
But… he hates me so much. If I ask him for this favor, he'll most likely just laugh condescendingly at my face.
Cheng Qingchong took a silent step toward Qin Yinan before sidling back to where she was. Mr. Smith finally exited his room five minutes later. Cheng Qingchong recovered and maintained her professional smile until Mr. Smith and Qin Yinan left in the car.
When she returned to her office, Cheng Qingchong received a message from her mother saying that she had just gotten onto the plane leaving Europe. Cheng Qingchong tossed her phone away and collapsed onto her desk. She turned to look out the window, her heart heavy with worry.
I still need to tell her the truth, but this is so hard to say over the phone. I should message her first to prepare her…
Cheng Qingchong picked up her phone and tried to figure out the perfect way to formulate her message. However, before she could type anything, someone knocked on her office door. It was the cleaner for Mr. Smith's room with a watch in her hand. "Manager Cheng, the guest left something behind."
Cheng Qingchong put down her phone in a hurry to take the watch. Due to her recent constant contact with Mr. Smith, she recognized the watch immediately. He had probably dropped it when he was talking on the phone earlier. In his rush to leave, he probably didn't realize that he had dropped it. Cheng Qingchong called Mr. Smith's number, and the service center told her that the number was out of service.
Has he got on the plane already? Cheng Qingchong struggled for some time before making a call to Qin Yinan.
The call was picked up instantly, and Qin Yinan's gentle voice drifted through. "Hello, this is Qin Yinan."
Cheng Qingchong couldn't remember the last time Qin Yinan used such a soft tone to talk to her, so her attention drifted off while holding the phone in her hand.
"Hello? I'm sorry…"
Cheng Qingchong came to and immediately said politely, "Hello, Mr. Qin, we're calling from Four Seasons…"
Before she could finish, Qin Yinan coldly cut her off. "What do you want?"
Cheng Qingchong's heart ached with pain. Gripping the phone in her hand, she continued as professionally as she could. "When we were cleaning the room, we realized that Mr. Smith has left his watch behind. We've given his number a call, but it is already out of service. We're sorry for the inconvenience, but we had no choice but to call Mr. Qin."
Cheng Qingchong paused before continuing. "Mr. Qin, if it's not too much trouble, is it possible for Mr. Qin to give us Mr. Smith's address so that we can mail him his watch? Or we leave the watch with Mr. Qin, and Mr. Qin can pass it over to Mr. Smith…"
"In half an hour, I'll see you outside Four Seasons," Qin Yinan said tonelessly before hanging up directly.
Cheng Qingchong was stunned for two seconds before she understood what he meant.