My CEO Husband Has Some Issues-Chapter 1181: Insisting on Squeezing into the Room

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Chapter 1181: Chapter 1181: Insisting on Squeezing into the Room

The man standing in front of her finally gave way after her relentless insistence.

Chu Xi let out a long sigh of relief and quickly seized the opportunity to squeeze into the suite.

The presidential suites in the hotel were almost identical, but the 001 room where Li Shengxiao stayed was a bit different from her 008, whether it was the decorations or the ornamental furnishings, they were obviously more expensive than those in her room.

Chu Xi walked over to the expensive custom sofa, placed her glass of red wine on the table, and took a tour around the room, clicking her tongue in amazement, "To think a Duke Windsor painting would just be hung up here like this."

Li Shengxiao ignored her, poured himself a glass of water, walked over to the window opposite her, took a sip, and glanced at her, "To the Chu Family, aren’t such paintings common? Miss Chu should have seen plenty since you were little, yet you seem surprised."

Paintings worth around ten million would be considered rare treasures outside and those who collected them would definitely cherish them in cases. But for people from families like theirs, such paintings were too low-grade, no different from ordinary graffiti.

Unless it was the work of a master they personally liked, in their eyes, such paintings were not even worth mentioning.

Even Cui Jiangjing and Fu Yi wouldn’t think much of such paintings, let alone pay special attention to them. Yet Chu Xi, the pearl of the Chu Family, felt sentimental over such a painting.

Very odd.

Chu Xi’s back stiffened for a moment, but fortunately she was wearing a dress and was turned to the side admiring the wall painting, so the moment of stiffness did not appear too obvious. She feigned composure and shifted her gaze away with a faint smile, "I’m just surprised at how generous the Li Group is. This is merely a small hotel among many you own, yet there’s a painting worth millions hanging in the room. It’d be a great loss if it were taken by someone else."

Those who could afford to stay in a presidential suite surely weren’t short of money, but having money doesn’t mean one can’t be greedy for a bargain, and some people can still be despicable despite their wealth.

Li Shengxiao withdrew his gaze from her, took a sip of his water, then raised his head with a low voice, "Aside from myself, there will be no other guests in any 001 room owned by the Li Group. Your concern is unnecessary."

Chu Xi looked over at the man not far from her, standing tall and straight, her heart inexplicably racing.

As far as she knew, the Li Group directly or indirectly controlled no less than ten top-tier hotel brands, and globally, Li Shengxiao owned at least a thousand top-tier hotels.

If a presidential suite in one hotel cost 50,000 for one night, with over a thousand hotels, that amounted to 50 million a day.

Of course, presidential suites weren’t occupied every day.

But still, with so many hotels combined, Li Shengxiao would be losing at least a few million a day.

A few million a day, what a concept.

Ordinary people might not earn a million in their entire lives, but to this man, it seemed casual, just his way of indulging his own cleanliness fetish.

She tried her best to control the enthusiasm in her eyes, but no matter how much she hid it, she couldn’t cover up the heat boiling in her blood. Chu Xi clenched her fists, her cheeks slightly flushed. She opened her mouth, about to say something, when suddenly a string of cellphone rings broke the silence in the room.

The emotion she had been brewing up was abruptly interrupted. Chu Xi felt a vague displeasure, "Who would call at this late hour, not letting people sleep?" frёewebηovel.cѳm

Li Shengxiao ignored her and strode over to the sofa with long steps, bending over to pick up his phone.

This was his private phone, with only two phone numbers stored inside.