Accompanying Qiao Huanxuan to the elevator, Li Yan handed her suitcase to her, "Is it okay if I just take you here? You're safe, and you can just drag your luggage over."

Qiao Huanxuan didn't take it but looked at the other guests waiting by the elevator and then back at him.

Her voice wasn't lowered at all, and others could hear it, so they looked over. Seeing a stylish beauty in sunglasses speaking to a man carrying luggage, the male guests looked at Li Yan with envious disdain, damn, if you're not interested in her, why did you bring her to the hotel so late? If you're interested, why back off at the elevator? Are you even a man!

Li Yan knew she was doing it on purpose, and his face slightly darkened. He didn't like being "played" and didn't have any intentions toward her, so he decided to leave regardless of how others saw it.

Qiao Huanxuan stood facing the elevator, seemingly watching the indicator as it descended, but underneath the sunglasses, her eyes shifted to observe Li Yan from the side. Noticing he was a little upset and ready to leave, she laughed, "Just kidding! Come up and sit for a while!"

At this point, the elevator arrived, and the door opened with people coming out. Others were ready to go in, and Qiao Huanxuan suddenly grabbed Li Yan's arm and pulled him into the elevator.

With that pull, Li Yan had no choice but to carry both his and her luggage inside, reluctantly following her in.

Once inside the elevator, the space became narrow, and everyone stopped talking. Some guests sneaked glances at Qiao Huanxuan, while others envied Li Yan. Such a beauty invites him to her room, and he refuses—how pretentious!

Getting off the elevator, Qiao Huanxuan didn't even glance at her luggage, directly searching for the room upfront. Li Yan, with one hand carrying his luggage and the other dragging her suitcase, followed behind like a bellboy, feeling both amused and helpless.

Opening the door and turning on the light, Li Yan discovered it was a suite with a sea view, very nice, and certainly not cheap. Even if she's an architectural designer, how old could she be, with such limited experience and works? Her income should be limited, is her business travel this luxurious? Or is it reimbursable?

"The hotel isn't chaotic, and there are no hidden thugs in the room, satisfied now?" Li Yan watched her drag the suitcase into the bedroom and once again attempted to take his leave.

Qiao Huanxuan quickly came out again, removed her sunglasses, and sat down on the sofa in the living room, patting the side to signal Li Yan to sit as well.

At this point, Li Yan understood Qiao Huanxuan had something to say and wanted to talk to him alone. She probably didn't want other classmates to know and wouldn't say it in front of others, so she insisted on coming to the room.

Li Yan casually tossed his bag on the side and went to sit beside her.

Then, Qiao Huanxuan pulled her smooth, black long hair to the back, and casually tied a ponytail with a simple rubber band.

As soon as Li Yan sat down, watching her action, the ponytail seemed vaguely familiar. Did she always have a ponytail back in school? The memory was a bit blurry…

After she finished, Li Yan asked earnestly, "Qiao, do you have something you want to tell me?"

Qiao Huanxuan nodded, then corrected him: "Before we speak, can you not call me Qiao? The name takes on two entirely different meanings, one being very distant, maintaining a polite distance; the other being a very affectionate joking tone."

"…" Li Yan was speechless, he didn't need to be told, he knew it was the first kind.

"We are old classmates who haven't seen each other for a long time, we shouldn't be more polite than strangers, yet not to the point of extreme familiarity. So, if you wish to be a bit close, just call me Huanxuan, or like back then, Qiao Huanxuan." Qiao Huanxuan seriously finished the naming issue.

"Actually, I already said my head was injured, and I have amnesia, so I don't have past memories. It feels more natural to me to maintain politeness. Since you said that, I'll call you Qiao Huanxuan then!"

Qiao Huanxuan suddenly snorted, "Why don't you say you've got a damaged brain?"

"That's a personal attack..." Li Yan frowned, thinking she seemed a bit unpredictable.

"A head injury leads to amnesia, trying to fool a medical ignoramus? Unless there are severe blood clots in the brain, that would be brain damage, don't you think?"

Faced with Qiao Huanxuan's verbal assault, Li Yan was at a loss for words. Even though childhood prodigies might not be that exaggerated growing up, she could still get into a prestigious university and study at an international school, with architecture being meticulous, so it wasn't easy to fool her.

"Since you don't believe it, then in the car earlier..."

"Hmph, I just wanted to test your lies." Qiao Huanxuan smirked, "The fact is, you've forgotten everyone, have fuzzy impressions of the past but are definitely not someone with complete amnesia!"

With his lie exposed, Li Yan felt a bit awkward, sniffed, and let out a dry laugh while throwing out another lie: "Fine, I admit I lied. If I said…seeing you all doing well, while I, having dropped out, never returned to school and not as successful as you all, felt full of insecurity and didn't want to be awkward at gatherings. Would you believe it?"

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