The Epoch of Miyu

Feng Kaixin pointed at Xu Miyu’s nose and continued to vent angrily, "Xu Miyu, I want you to know one thing: in this hotel right in front of you, aside from the chairman, I’m the one in charge. Do you understand? If you don’t get it, fine, I’ll make it crystal clear: the chairman of this hotel is my own family. Even if you send him ten more emails reporting me, he won’t fire me as you wish. I’ll still be the head of the housekeeping department! On the contrary, now that I’ve decided to fire you, not even the heavens can save you! Xu Miyu, let me be straight with you—even if Mrs. Nie hadn’t complained about you today, I’d still tell you to get the hell out of here!"

Xu Miyu remained unruffled as she listened to Feng Kaixin’s tirade. Only when the emails were mentioned did her expression flicker slightly.

"Alright, I understand," she said after processing his words. "Now I get it—I sent my emails to the wrong person." Suddenly, she lifted her head, her eyes gleaming with resolute determination. "Well then, I’ll just extract the parts about how you ordered us to 'liven up' your drinking party that night and the disgusting, inappropriate things you said. I’ll send them to every employee in the hotel."

At the doorway, Xue Rui couldn’t help but mutter under his breath, "Well done!"

He turned to Ji Feng excitedly and said, "Mi Yu really has some tricks up her sleeve! That night, I did see her fiddling with her phone after taking a call on the balcony—turns out she was recording. Boss, we were completely wrong about her before. How could we have thought she was weak? Look how brave and resourceful she is! Right?"

He vented his excitement for a while but received no response from Ji Feng.

Unable to resist, he turned his head and pressed again, "Right, boss? Isn’t that so?"

Ji Feng shot him an annoyed glare. "Shut up! You talk too much. Did I hire you as a commentator? Do you have to chatter nonstop? 'Right?' 'Right?' What do you mean 'right?' Do you think I can’t figure out what you’ve realized? Do I need you to ask 'right?'"

Xue Rui was momentarily stunned by the rebuke. But he quickly snapped out of it and understood—Ji Feng actually felt the same way he did.

So what if he’d misjudged a woman he once looked down on and despised? There was no need to be embarrassed about admitting it, even if it had to be done indirectly.

Xue Rui scoffed inwardly.

Back in the office, Feng Kaixin was still berating Xu Miyu, pointing at her nose. "...Xu Miyu, I never thought you could be so shameless. Do you think accompanying drinks is something to be proud of? Are you so eager to announce it to the world?"

Xu Miyu clenched her fists, psyching herself up. She reminded herself that she was no longer the timid Xu Miyu of the past—she was a new, resilient version of herself. Lifting her head, she bravely countered Feng Kaixin’s slut-shaming accusations: "Why shouldn’t I announce it to the world? I want everyone to know that you were the one who organized the drinking party, you were the one who forced everyone to attend. The shameless one is you, not us. Anyone with morals, a conscience, and a sense of right and wrong will understand that."Feng Kaixin was left speechless by the retort, so he jumped up in a rage and roared, "Xu Miyu, you shameless woman! I hereby announce that you are fired, effective immediately!!"

As soon as his words fell, two voices rang out simultaneously:

"Wait."

The two people who spoke "wait" at the same time were Ji Feng and Nie Yucheng, who had rushed over once again.

After stopping Feng Kaixin in unison, they both instinctively moved to enter the office.

Ji Feng glanced at Xue Rui, who immediately understood and stepped forward, squarely blocking Nie Yucheng's path.

Nie Yucheng looked up in surprise and asked Xue Rui, "Why are you stopping me?" As he spoke, he tried to sidestep around Xue Rui but failed to get past him.

Xue Rui, now a far cry from his usual chatty self, wore a cold expression and stood like an impassive bodyguard, firmly blocking Nie Yucheng.

Ji Feng walked into the office unopposed.

He stopped in front of Xu Miyu, standing like a solid screen, completely shielding her behind him.

Then he looked up at Feng Kaixin, his eyes filled with his trademark disdain and mockery.

He spoke casually, "Manager Feng, is it? Let me inform you—Xu Miyu is not part of your department. You have no authority to appoint, dismiss, or decide her employment status."

Feng Kaixin was momentarily stunned upon hearing this, recognizing the man before him as the VIP from the top floor who had previously helped Xu Miyu. While wary of him, Feng Kaixin didn’t want to appear too intimidated by his presence, so he puffed out his chest and retorted with feigned confidence, "She’s a housekeeper under my Housekeeping Department. If she’s not in my department, then whose department is she in?"

Ji Feng swept a glance over Feng Kaixin as if he were a feather of no consequence and calmly informed him, "As of one minute ago, she has been transferred to the Front Office Department."

Feng Kaixin stared blankly at Ji Feng. "What? The Front Office Department? How come I didn’t know? Who issued the transfer order?" He thought Ji Feng was delusional, yet the man spoke of this absurd, fabricated transfer as if it were a real matter, almost fooling him for a moment.

Ji Feng replied indifferently, "I issued the transfer order."

Feng Kaixin snorted with laughter. "Who do you think you are? Are you out of your mind?" His underlying message was clear: Who the hell are you? Are you crazy, thinking you can run the Siwei Hotel here?

Ji Feng ignored him and raised his voice to ask Xue Rui outside the door, "When will he arrive? Hurry him up and tell him to come quickly and inform this questioner who I am."

Xue Rui knew Ji Feng was referring to Wei Siyuan.

While continuing to block Nie Yucheng, he made a phone call.

Once the call connected, he put it on speaker and said, "President Ji asks where you are."

A man’s voice, panting and extremely polite, replied, "Please tell President Ji I’ve just stepped out of the elevator. I’ll be there right away—ten seconds!"

Xue Rui hung up.

Feng Kaixin, hearing the voice from the speakerphone in the office, slightly changed his expression. The ambient noise made the voice somewhat distorted, but it still gave him a strange sense of familiarity.

The next moment, that strange familiarity was confirmed. The hotel’s owner, his cousin, Wei Siyuan, Chairman of Siwei, hurriedly walked in through the office door.Everyone was taken aback by Wei Siyuan's sudden appearance, and Ke Wenxue couldn't help but mutter a quiet "Holy shit." Xu Miyu whispered to her, "Who is that?"

Having worked at the hotel for a short time, Xu Miyu hadn't yet familiarized herself with all the senior executives. Judging by the man's commanding presence and the reactions of others, he seemed to be high-ranking even among the top brass.

Ke Wenxue lowered her voice, a hint of nervousness in her tone, and told Xu Miyu, "He's the big boss of our hotel, Chairman Wei Siyuan."

Xu Miyu's eyes widened instantly.

More people gathered outside the door. Even staff from other floors had heard the commotion and rushed over, hoping to witness the climax and conclusion of the drama.

Wei Siyuan ordered Feng Kaixin to close the door first. "How improper is it to let so many people outside gawk at us like this!"

Feng Kaixin immediately hunched his shoulders and scurried to shut the door, not forgetting to shoo away the crowd as he did so: "The Chairman is here, why haven't you all dispersed? How dare you!"

When he spotted Nie Yucheng and Xue Rui outside, he hesitated for a moment. Chasing them away seemed rude, but letting them into the office would make him lose face.

From inside the office, Wei Siyuan urged him impatiently: "I told you to close the door—did you grow roots there?"

Feng Kaixin steeled himself and ignored Nie Yucheng and Xue Rui, shutting the office door firmly.

Nie Yucheng tried to rush in before the door closed, but Xue Rui clung to him like a plaster, blocking his way.

Nie Yucheng was extremely agitated and told Xue Rui to move aside. Xue Rui raised his chin, his expression cold and eyes full of defiant provocation.

The two remained locked in a stalemate outside the door.

Although the door blocked the view, it couldn't muffle the sounds from inside.

No one outside left. Even the hotel's top executive had made an appearance—such gossip might not come around twice in their entire careers. Why would they leave?

They were determined to eavesdrop.

Inside the office, Ji Feng pointed at Feng Kaixin and said to Wei Siyuan, "He asked who I am and questioned my authority at Svee Hotel. Would you mind explaining it to him, President Wei?"

His tone was anything but polite.

Feng Kaixin flared up at once, and he tried to stir up Wei Siyuan's anger as well: "Second cousin... President Wei, you have no idea how arrogant this guy is. He acts like he owns Svee Hotel—it's like he doesn't even respect you..."

"Shut up!"

Feng Kaixin's passionate complaint was cut short by Wei Siyuan's sharp rebuke.

"Stay quiet! You have no right to speak here!" Wei Siyuan added irritably.

Feng Kaixin looked utterly resentful at being scolded. "Why are you yelling at me? Who is this guy that you're siding with him like this?"

Wei Siyuan smacked Feng Kaixin on the head. "I told you to shut up, shut up! Are you deaf? 'This guy, this guy'—where are your manners? Who is he? He's the owner of Starline Hotels, and soon he'll be the new owner of Svee Hotel! Svee Hotel is in the process of being acquired, understand?"

Feng Kaixin froze in shock.

Not just him—everyone was stunned.

Outside the office, the crowd pressed against the door to listen erupted in gasps of astonishment.

Nie Yucheng's eyes widened as he stared at Xue Rui, his gaze filled with indescribable complexity.In the office, Ke Wenxue kept exclaiming "Holy shit!" in succession. Yin Xiang couldn't hold back and joined in with her own "Holy shit!" Luo Qingping's eyes widened like a bull's.

Xu Miyu was so shocked her scalp went numb.

When she had previously asked Ji Feng for help, she had only thought of him as a top-floor VIP guest who could speak with the hotel's senior management. But she never imagined he could directly converse with the chairman. No, it should be said that when he spoke, the chairman would listen.

Her emotions were still reeling from the shock, causing her reactions to slow down a beat.

Somewhat sluggishly, she watched Chairman Wei Siyuan bow and bend over apologetically to Ji Feng: "My apologies, President Ji!" I'm truly very sorry! This matter should have been announced grandly during a major meeting, allowing you to take over Sive Hotel with great fanfare. I never expected it to be revealed in such a circumstance—I'm truly sorry!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and smacked Feng Kaixin's head hard, telling Ji Feng: "This idiot is my cousin—he doesn't know any better. Rest assured, when I leave, I'll take him with me. I absolutely won't let him stay behind to cause you trouble or distress!"

After a pause, he put on an apologetic smile again: "Well, President Ji, you must be busy. Once you've finalized the documents, we'll hold the handover ceremony. As for this unlucky fool, I'll take him away first!" Saying this, he kicked Feng Kaixin again and barked at him, "Still standing here like an idiot? At your age, you still haven't grown a brain—do you think you haven't caused enough trouble for President Ji? Get lost already!"

Feng Kaixin covered his head and rubbed his buttocks. He never expected that when his cousin the chairman showed up, it wouldn't be to back him up but to make him bow along with him.

All his earlier arrogance had now gone to the dogs. As he hurried toward the door, clutching his head and rubbing his backside, he looked utterly awkward.

Just as his hand was about to reach the door, Ji Feng called out to stop him and Wei Siyuan.

"President Wei, wait a moment."

Feng Kaixin's heart skipped a beat, and he halted.

Wei Siyuan also stopped, smiling broadly as he asked, "President Ji, is there something else? Please go ahead."

Ji Feng looked at him. This middle-aged man really seemed to sweat easily—in just this short while, his forehead was beaded with sweat again.

Casually, Ji Feng pulled a tissue from Feng Kaixin's desk and handed it to Wei Siyuan to wipe his sweat.

Then he pointed toward Xu Miyu and said to Wei Siyuan, "Her name is Xu Miyu. I heard she sent you a whistleblowing email." Pausing briefly, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "Have you read that email?"

Hearing Ji Feng's question, both Xu Miyu and Wei Siyuan froze.

Xu Miyu widened her eyes looking at Ji Feng, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

It seemed he was about to demand justice for her whistleblowing email.

Wei Siyuan, who had just wiped his sweat dry, immediately broke out in a fresh layer across his forehead.

But he smiled with apparent ease.

"I've genuinely been quite busy these past few days..."

He left the second half of the sentence unspoken, implying: so I haven't had time to read it.

Ji Feng was decisive: "Then read it now."

Wei Siyuan hadn't expected Ji Feng to leave no room for evasion, so he had to tell the truth: "...Actually, I read it this morning."

Ji Feng raised an eyebrow: "Since you've already read it, aren't you planning to take any action?"

Wei Siyuan sighed silently, realizing there was no avoiding this. He had no choice but to ask, "What would you like me to do, President Ji?"Ji Feng didn't answer him. Instead, he turned to Xu Miyu, raising his hand to beckon her with a finger. "Come, tell them yourself what kind of explanation you want."

Although she vaguely guessed what Ji Feng was doing, Xu Miyu's heart still raced when he directly called on her.

She walked over to Ji Feng and stopped opposite Wei Siyuan, pondering her response.

Her original demand was for the hotel to replace Feng Kaixin as the housekeeping manager. But now, that demand seemed unnecessary—since Ji Feng was about to take over Sway, Feng Kaixin would leave along with Wei Siyuan.

So her current demand was—

"I want him to apologize to every executive-level service staff member, one by one," Xu Miyu said, pointing clearly at Feng Kaixin behind Wei Siyuan. "We are service staff, not drinking companions. He disrespected us, so he must apologize to each person face-to-face, sincerely."

Before Wei Siyuan could speak, Feng Kaixin immediately refused. "Impossible! It's just a meal and some socializing—isn't that normal? Why are you making such a big deal out of it?"

After he finished, Ji Feng ignored him.

Ji Feng turned and focused on Xu Miyu, asking, "Besides an apology, do you need to sue him for sexual harassment?"

Xu Miyu immediately thought of the recording evidence. Besides the lewd toasting by Feng Kaixin and the other men, a few of her subordinates—young women—had foolishly joined in. If they pursued legal action, these women would be dragged into it, with others claiming it was consensual. A public dispute would harm their reputations. So, it really wasn't convenient to sue.

She glanced subtly at Ji Feng—not that she didn't want to sue, but it wasn't feasible.

Ji Feng seemed to understand the meaning in her eyes and returned a look of his own.

And Xu Miyu actually deciphered Ji Feng's gaze—they couldn't state the truth so bluntly; they needed to scare him a little.

In that fleeting exchange of glances, Xu Miyu spoke up, answering Ji Feng clearly: "If he is willing to apologize to us, we can consider stepping back and not suing him. But if he refuses to apologize, we will definitely seek justice through legal channels."

After she finished, Ji Feng raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly. It was a sign of approval for her quick-witted response and accurate understanding of his intent.

Feng Kaixin grew anxious upon hearing this and appealed to Wei Siyuan: "Second Cousin..."

Wei Siyuan told him to shut up, then pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He tried to negotiate politely with Ji Feng: "President Ji, look, they're just a bunch of service staff. Could you do me a favor this time and let him off? After all, he is my own cousin..."

Ji Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint, mocking smile curling at the corners of his mouth. "Just a bunch of service staff?" He swept his hand toward Ke Wenxue, Yin Xiang, Luo Qingping, and the others standing behind him and said to Wei Siyuan, "But if your cousin doesn't apologize today, these service staff will be unhappy. If they're unhappy, they won't put their hearts into their work, which will greatly diminish the guests' experience." After laying out this reasoning, he concluded, "In that case, forget it. A hotel business that delivers such a poor customer experience will only lose money. So, President Wei, I won't be taking over your hotel after all."

He said it lightly, but Wei Siyuan listened in terror.He no longer bothered with discussion, immediately turned around, and viciously kicked Feng Kaixin, sending him stumbling backward.

"Still standing there like an idiot? Go apologize!"

Feng Kaixin was extremely unwilling, but when he saw Wei Siyuan's fierce warning glare, he finally realized he had reached a dead end with no savior in sight. He had no choice but to comply.

He shuffled over to Xu Miyu, grinding his teeth so hard they nearly bled, his facial muscles twitching as he muttered, "I'm sorry."

Then he moved toward Ke Wenxue and the others, apologizing to each of them one by one.

Everyone who received an apology couldn't help feeling a bit exhilarated. They had long resented the forced drinking companionship but had been too intimidated by Feng Kaixin's tyranny to resist. Never in their lives did they expect to see their grievances redressed—to actually hear Feng Kaixin apologize to them face-to-face.

They were all overjoyed. If not for the new boss's presence, they would have rushed to Xu Miyu's side and hugged her.

Once Feng Kaixin finished apologizing, Wei Siyuan didn't want to waste another second on this farce and immediately dragged him away.

Ji Feng soon left as well, exiting with extreme flair and style.

His hands tucked in his trouser pockets, chin slightly raised, eyes fixed straight ahead with utter disregard for anyone around him, he didn't even glance at Xu Miyu. Straightening his posture, he strode out of the office.

Passing Nie Yucheng, who was still blocked by Xue Rui outside the door, he didn't so much as look at him, brushing past as if moving through empty air.

Xue Rui watched Ji Feng's retreating figure, admiring how he walked with a swagger that seemed to acknowledge no one.

Xue Rui released Nie Yucheng and broke into a light jog to catch up with Ji Feng.

But just after turning the corner, where those behind could no longer see him, Ji Feng abruptly stopped. Tilting his head, he asked Xue Rui, "Why are you following me?"

"??" Xue Rui was momentarily stunned.

Well... if he wasn't supposed to follow, what should he be doing instead?

"Go back and bring her up to the top floor to cook for me," Ji Feng snapped impatiently, then urged, "Hurry up. Look at the time—are you trying to starve me to death?"

"..." So the reason he wasn't supposed to follow was to go hurry along the meal.

Xue Rui couldn't help feeling a little amused. This guy had just strutted away with such unapologetic arrogance, acting all cool and detached—turns out it was all just a performance. The moment he was out of sight, he immediately started demanding his food.

When Xue Rui returned to find Xu Miyu, she was surrounded by the executive level housekeeping staff.

They were all chattering excitedly and happily.

Though reluctant to interrupt them, thinking of Ji Feng's difficult nature, he called out to Xu Miyu and asked her to step aside.

The moment her eyes met his, Xu Miyu immediately remembered her high-paying side job—she needed to hurry and cook for Ji Feng, the man who had just stood up for her.

And her future boss.

The thought of this newly revealed identity filled her with reverence, and she promptly moved toward the office door.

Ji Feng, originally a top-floor VIP, now layered with the identity of her new boss—she wouldn't dare neglect him even with ten times the courage.

As she stepped out the door, she saw Nie Yucheng.

She noticed his hesitant, unspoken words, and in his eyes, there was even a trace of lingering affection—a hidden pain, as if he still had feelings for her.Why did he come back again? Was it to confront his wife on her behalf, or to explain and justify her absurd behavior? Or did he come to plead for her with Feng Kaixin, only to witness a transfer of authority that rendered his plea useless?

Xu Miyu didn't want to figure out why Nie Yucheng had appeared again—it was already meaningless for both her and him.

So when she passed by Nie Yucheng, she kept her eyes straight ahead, just like Ji Feng had earlier, not even glancing at him.

Xue Rui followed closely behind Xu Miyu.

He clearly saw how disheartened her ex-husband looked when Xu Miyu ignored him and walked past, leaving him behind in her wake.

He thought Xu Miyu was pretty cool in that moment.

Xu Miyu put great effort into preparing a lavish dinner for Ji Feng.

Ji Feng grumbled irritably, "I'm past hungry now," but when he actually started eating, he didn't hold back at all—he devoured three bowls of rice alone and cleaned up several plates of home-style dishes like a whirlwind.

When he put down his chopsticks, he even let out a burp—something he had never done in public in his entire life. He had always believed that burping in public was of the same nature as farting in public, both utterly destructive to perfection, so he would rather suffocate himself than let either escape his body.

But tonight, he was so full that he could disregard life and death, no longer able to suppress the urge to burp.

After burping, he froze for a moment, then felt he had lost his perfection, suddenly wanting to throw a tantrum. It was all Xu Miyu's fault for making him eat so much!

Just then, he heard Xu Miyu address him solemnly: "Mr. Ji, thank you for everything you did today. Thank you for being willing to stand up for every frontline service staff member. What you did made us feel dignified and that our work is important!"

After speaking, Xu Miyu bowed deeply to Ji Feng.

Ji Feng still felt like throwing a tantrum, so he retorted irritably: "Xu Miyu, listen carefully. If I had already found a good cook to replace you, I wouldn't have stood up for you today. Do you understand what I mean?"

Xu Miyu thought for a moment, pondering his words, then replied: "...I think so. You mean you only spoke up for me because you didn't want to lose someone to cook for you."

Ji Feng raised an eyebrow: "Quite self-aware. Good that you know."

Suddenly remembering something, Xu Miyu changed the subject: "But even if you hadn't stood up for me and I really got fired, it wouldn't matter to you anyway, because you could just hire me as a full-time cook."

"......" Ji Feng looked at Xu Miyu, nearly choking.

The next second, he snapped at her loudly: "Get out!"

Xu Miyu bowed, said "Goodbye, Mr. Ji," and really left... taking her departure.

"…………"

Ji Feng felt like his unresolved petty temper had only grown stronger, making him quite uncomfortable.

Xue Rui struggled to hold back his laughter beside them.

Ji Feng shot him a sharp glance, and Xue Rui immediately swallowed his smirk and straightened up.

After thinking for a moment, Xue Rui asked Ji Feng: "Boss, when you rushed down earlier to stand up for Mi Yu and the others, was it really just to keep a temporary cook?"

Ji Feng glanced at him as if looking at an idiot: "Otherwise? If it wasn't to keep her cooking for me, do you think it was for her personally? Do you think you've gone crazy, or have I?"Xue Rui pressed his lips together, not daring to answer carelessly. Then he couldn't resist asking another question: "Also, boss, about you taking over Sway Hotel as the new owner—when I asked before when you'd announce it, you said it wasn't the right time and we had to wait. So why did you announce it so suddenly today?"

Ji Feng raised an eyebrow irritably. "You don't actually think I did this to help that woman keep her job, do you?"

Xue Rui thought, well, that's exactly what it seemed like...

"It has nothing to do with her. I simply felt the timing was right," Ji Feng declared with an air of finality.

"But you clearly said before that we needed to wait longer, that announcing too soon would let more problems surface and give us better bargaining power..." Xue Rui recited like an emotionless machine helping his boss recall his own words.

"I think we've uncovered enough problems now, alright? Today's incident alone is enough for me to completely crush Wei Siyuan's bottom line!" Ji Feng retorted coldly with a darkened expression. The apparent contradiction with his previous statements didn't seem to bother him at all.

"But you also said—"

"Do you want to keep working here or not?" Ji Feng cut him off, glaring at Xue Rui with a murderous expression.

Xue Rui immediately changed his tune: "Whatever else you said before, your word is final!"

If you say the timing is right, then the timing is right.

If you say there are enough problems, then there are enough problems.

If you say we can crush their bottom line, then we're going to shatter Wei Siyuan's bottom line.

After all, you're the boss.

When Xu Miyu returned to her dormitory, she finally had her own space to quietly process everything.

The events of the evening had contained too many twists and too much information—it was only now that she could properly sort through and calm those rollercoaster emotions.

She had almost been certain she would be fired this time, yet once again Ji Feng had protected her position.

And his prolonged stay in the penthouse suite turned out to be for investigating Sway Hotel.

So he was the major owner of Stellar Chain Hotels, and soon he would be the new owner of Sway Hotel too.

She had known about Stellar Hotels before—it was considered the benchmark among five-star hotels. But she'd never known who owned Stellar Hotels, having never thought to learn about other hotels' management.

Looking back now, Ji Feng's acquisition of Sway Hotel actually had visible clues—the property he acquired from Thailand's Prayut was actually a local hotel. If he was acquiring hotels overseas, domestic acquisitions were even more likely. She just hadn't connected the dots at the time, nor had she wanted to learn more, content to just drift through life.

But now she wanted to learn more, to understand more.

She started searching online: how can someone find out who owns a company?

She quickly found the answer.

Turns out there's business information software for that.

She downloaded the app and entered Stellar Hotels' name.

Immediately she saw Ji Feng's name, and beneath it, numerous radiating business ventures.

As she looked through the commercial network spreading out from those two characters "Ji Feng," this web-like business empire made her increasingly aware that they existed in completely different dimensions.

After closing the app, Xu Miyu thought for a moment, then searched for news using "Ji Feng" and "Stellar Hotels" as keywords.Then she discovered that Ji Feng was truly low-key. In all the news articles she found, Ji Feng never appeared on camera—it was always his deputy general managers or PR department spokespersons who gave interviews.

She read every piece of news related to Ji Feng and Starcrest Hotel. Gradually, from the interviews featuring deputy managers or spokespersons, she pieced together a blueprint—Ji Feng intended to dominate the hotel industry in this region. After acquiring promising five-star hotels and successfully integrating them with Starcrest, he planned to take the hotel group public.

As Xu Miyu digested this career blueprint of Ji Feng's, she thought: He wasn't just a handsome face skilled at sarcasm and disdain.

He was truly remarkable.