153: Chapter 153 I Want to Hold You, I Want to Kiss You

As soon as the two entered the door, the surrounding gazes converged on them.

A young girl waiting in line tugged at her boyfriend's sleeve, her eyes fixed on Luo Shiyun.

"Wow, that woman is so good-looking. She has a great figure, too."

Her boyfriend followed her gaze, his eyes going straight, and he swallowed hard.

"She really is good-looking."

The young girl pinched him.

"What are you looking at? You're not allowed to look."

The boyfriend hurriedly withdrew his gaze, but his peripheral vision couldn't help but glance over there.

A few girls at another table also noticed and huddled together, whispering.

"Look at her neck, those are hickeys, right?"

"Looks like it. There are quite a few."

"Her boyfriend is really intense."

"It's not a question of whether he's intense or not, it's that the guy is also so handsome."

"The two of them standing together look so good together."

Luo Shiyun heard those whispers, her face turned even redder, and she lowered her head.

Her fingers clutched the corner of Wang Yang's shirt, gripping so hard her knuckles turned white.

The hickeys on her neck were even more obvious under the lights; they couldn't be covered at all.

Wang Yang, on the other hand, was very natural, putting his arm around her waist with a steady stride.

There was a faint smile on his face as his gaze swept across the lobby and landed on the reception desk.

Standing at the front desk was a young girl in uniform, in her early twenties, and quite good-looking.

She wore a professional smile.

Wang Yang walked over.

"Are there any private rooms left?"

The girl at the front desk looked at him, then at Luo Shiyun beside him, a flash of astonishment in her eyes.

"Sir, I'm sorry, but all the private rooms are full right now. The remaining rooms are exclusive to members; you need to be a member to book them."

Wang Yang raised an eyebrow.

"Member? How can I become a member?"

The girl at the front desk smiled.

"Sir, our restaurant's membership requires a top-up. A minimum top-up of 500,000 will make you a premium member, allowing you to enjoy priority booking for private rooms, discounts on dishes, and other benefits."

Her tone was very polite, but there was a hint of uncertainty in her eyes.

500,000 was not a small amount; not just anyone could bring it out.

The corner of Wang Yang's mouth hooked up.

500,000?

He had thought it would be 50 million or 500 million.

He took his wallet out of his pocket, pulled out a black bank card, and placed it on the counter.

"Top up one million. Do it now."

The girl at the front desk was stunned, her mouth slightly agape, her eyes wide.

"Si... Sir, are you serious?"

Wang Yang looked at her.

"Do I look like I'm joking?"

The girl at the front desk's hands were shaking as she picked up the card and tapped a few times on the keyboard, her voice also trembling.

"O-okay. Sir, please wait a moment, I'll process it for you right away..."

The people waiting in line in the lobby heard it and turned to look.

"One million? Topping up one million? Is he crazy?"

"Who is that guy? So rich?"

"Didn't you see the car he drove? A bmw x5m, it costs two million on the road."

"No wonder. The world of the rich is something I don't understand."

"That woman is so lucky. If a man topped up one million for me, I'd wake up laughing in my dreams."

"Wake up. Look at what she looks like, and look at what you look like?"

"You..."

The girls chattered, their voices not loud.

But in this quiet lobby, every word could be heard clearly.

Luo Shiyun stood beside Wang Yang, her face turning so red it felt like it was burning, her fingers clutching his shirt hem so hard her knuckles turned white.

Her heart was beating fast, so fast it felt like it was about to jump out of her throat.

One million.

He had topped up one million just for a private room.

Her eyes felt a little hot, and her nose felt sore.

The girl at the front desk quickly finished the procedure, handed the card back with both hands, and bowed very low.

"Mr. Wang, you are now a premium member of our restaurant. Here is your card, please take it."

She took a room card out of the drawer and handed it over with both hands.

"This is your private room card, top floor, room 808. I will take you up."

Wang Yang took the card, put it in his pocket, put his arm around Luo Shiyun's waist, and followed the girl at the front desk upstairs.

Behind them, those envious gazes followed them until their figures disappeared at the stairwell.

...

Top floor, room 808.

The door was pushed open; inside was very spacious, and the decoration was more exquisite than downstairs.

A floor-to-ceiling window took up the entire wall, and the afternoon sunlight shone in, landing on the floor.

Landing on the round table covered with a white tablecloth.

On the table was a vase of fresh flowers, pink roses, in full bloom.

The curtains were dark velvet, half drawn, and the street view outside the window was fully visible.

The girl at the front desk stepped aside.

"Mr. Wang, this is your private room. A Waitress will be here shortly, please sit down."

Wang Yang nodded.

The girl at the front desk retreated and gently closed the door.

The private room quieted down, leaving only the two of them.

Luo Shiyun stood by the table, her fingers lightly tracing the back of a chair, not knowing where to sit.

Wang Yang pulled out a chair and sat down, patting his own lap.

"Come here."

Luo Shiyun was stunned for a moment, looking at him, her face turning red.

"W-what are you doing..."

Wang Yang laughed.

"Sit here."

Luo Shiyun's face turned even redder, she lowered her head, twisting the corner of her shirt with her fingers.

"No, someone will see."

Wang Yang raised an eyebrow.

"This is a private room. Who would see?"

Luo Shiyun bit her lip, scuffing her feet on the floor, not moving.

Wang Yang looked at her, a smile on his lips, not urging her.

Luo Shiyun hesitated for a long while, then slowly moved over and sat down next to him.

Not on his lap, but on the chair next to him.

Wang Yang looked at her.

"I said sit here."

He patted his lap again.

Luo Shiyun's face was so red it felt like it was burning, her fingers clutching her shirt hem so hard her knuckles turned white.

"I, I'm embarrassed..."

Wang Yang laughed, stood up, and scooped her up.

Luo Shiyun let out a cry of surprise as she was placed firmly on his lap, straddling him, face-to-face.

Her hands rested on his shoulders, fingers slightly curled, her eyes wide open.

Her eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings.

"Brother Yang, you..."

Wang Yang put one hand around her waist.

The other hand rested on her neck, his fingertips gently caressing the hickey on the side of her neck.

"Do you know why I wanted a private room?"

Luo Shiyun shook her head, unable to speak.

Wang Yang's fingertips slid from her neck to her earlobe, giving it a gentle pinch.

"Just because I wanted this."

He leaned in close to her, his lips against her ear tip, his breath brushing against her ear, warm and ticklish.

"Wanting to hold you, wanting to kiss you, wanting to have you on my lap, not wanting anyone else to see."

Luo Shiyun's ears were burning red, her whole body softening in his arms, her hands clutching his collar so hard her knuckles turned white.

"Brother Yang, you, how can you be so bad."

Wang Yang laughed.

"Bad? There's worse."

His hand slid from her earlobe to her chin, gently lifting her face.

Luo Shiyun was forced to look at him, meeting those scorching eyes, her heart beating so fast it felt like it was about to jump out of her throat.

Wang Yang lowered his head and kissed her lips.