"Senior, is this the place where you were born and raised?" The girl turned her head with a smile, her eyes like a sky full of stars, bright and dazzling, piercing straight into his heart. Ning Ziqi quickly looked away, and gave a light "hmm," feeling his ears turn unintentionally red. Check latest chapters at novel(ꜰ)ire.net The girl giggled, suddenly leaned closer to him, her big eyes blinking, her warm breath spraying near his ear, making him a bit parched. "Oh? Senior, why are you blushing? Is it hot?" As she spoke, she reached out to touch his forehead, but Ning Ziqi quickly grabbed her hand. The moment their skin touched, his heart skipped a beat, feeling that her wrist was so delicate it might snap with a gentle twist. He quickly let go of her hand, as if it were something filthy, and looked out the window. "Where are you staying?" The girl blinked, "Jinyue Hotel." Ning Ziqi glanced at her, "Did you book it in advance?" "Yes, I can’t sleep on the street, can I?" Ning Ziqi frowned, "You’ve already got dual master’s degrees in medicine. Professor Alide invited you to join his next research project. It’s a great opportunity. Why give it up to come back home?" The girl smiled, "Why did you give up an offer from one of the top ten hospitals in Germany and choose to come back home?" Ning Ziqi pursed his lips, "Because this is my home. Of course, I have to come back." The girl laughed, "You see, even you understand that reasoning." "But you said you have no family here." Ning Ziqi’s tone was somewhat anxious. The girl raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Didn’t I tell you, Senior, that my foster mother is from Jiangzhou? So logically, this is my hometown too. Choosing to return here in glory doesn’t seem wrong, does it?" Indeed, she had said so, "But your foster mother isn’t here either, and you’re alone..." The girl suddenly leaned in closer to him, "Is Senior worried about me?" Her eyes sparkled like gems, radiating brilliance. Forced into a corner, Ning Ziqi retreated, "You’re overthinking." His expression returned to its usual coldness. The girl shrugged and backed off, "Alright, I have a brother in Jiangzhou, the worst case is I can rely on him." So, she had a brother here, and Ning Ziqi breathed a sigh of relief. When they arrived at the entrance of Jinyue Hotel, the girl got out of the car and waved to the car interior, "Senior, thank you, goodbye." Ning Ziqi couldn’t wait not to see her again, closed the car door, and signaled the driver to leave quickly. The girl watched the car drive away, humming a tune as she turned and walked into the luxurious hotel lobby. She went straight to the elevator, heading to the top floor VIP suite, and accidentally bumped into a housekeeper cleaning the rooms on her way there. "Sorry, sister, I wasn’t paying attention when I walked, I’m really sorry." Seeing it was a pretty and cute young girl, the housekeeper couldn’t bring herself to be angry, so she waved her hand, "Be more careful next time, not everyone is as soft-spoken as I am." "Thank you, sister. You have a really kind heart; good things will happen to good people." The housekeeper was flattered, "What a sweet-talking girl." She pushed her cart away. The girl turned around, tossing a bunch of keys in her hand, perfectly avoiding the surveillance cameras, and walked to a door at the end of the hallway. She glanced at the room number, a flash of triumph in her eyes, pulled out the keys, and opened the door. "Click," the door opened. The girl stepped inside and closed the door behind her. She kicked off her shoes and flopped onto the big bed, rolling over and sighing comfortably. She glanced around the room; besides a suitcase near the window, there were no personal belongings. Barefoot, she thumped down to the suitcase, skillfully opened it, and found men’s clothes and toiletries inside. As she rummaged through them, she clicked her tongue in admiration, "Packed so neatly, even I’m ashamed as a woman." She picked a man’s T-shirt, grabbed a towel and toiletries, and walked into the bathroom. The sound of water flowing came. With a light "beep," the door was turned open from the outside. The man’s eyes darkened, a knife slipped into his palm, his gaze cautiously surveying the surroundings, his feet moving soundlessly on the carpet. Just then, the bathroom door suddenly opened, the knife in the man’s hand flew out in an instant. Quick as a flash, the girl propped her hands on the doorframe, spun in mid-air, the knife barely grazing her nose, embedding itself in the crack behind her, the girl deftly and elegantly landed on the carpet, clapped her hands, and raised an eyebrow to look at the man standing at the door.