I am not just a tycoon-Chapter 800 - 470: How Does It Feel, Middle Eastern Tycoon

Upon hearing the sound, Tan Xin hurriedly put down the quilt and pretended to smooth it out, answering guiltily, "I'll just tidy up the quilt and come over."

Tidy up the quilt? That's obviously hotel housekeeping's job.

Ji Ya found Tan Xin increasingly suspicious. Hmm, very suspicious... Sniffing the quilt other men and women had slept with? That's not something an ordinary girl would do.

Once Tan Xin finished smoothing out the quilt, she walked over to help Ji Ya carry the garment rack out of the room.

She had originally considered packing the clothes, but that would risk wrinkling them, leaving Little Su to iron them later. Instead, Ji Ya decided to just move the whole garment rack directly.

Anyway, the boss's Defender could easily accommodate it if the back seats were folded down.

In the elevator, Ji Ya suddenly asked, "Tan Xin, you wouldn't happen to have feelings for the boss, would you...?"

"How could that be? What kind of joke is that?" Tan Xin immediately retorted.

"I haven't even finished speaking yet."

"Uh, what are you trying to ask?"

"Forget it. No matter what I ask, you'll just deny it."

Ji Ya internally shook her head. Well, well, Tan Xin clearly has some major issues here. But to figure out exactly what's up, the boss himself will need to do some digging.

She planned to secretly tell the boss later: Hehe, Boss, I've uncovered some juicy dirt on Tan Xin.

Tan Xin glanced at Ji Ya out of the corner of her eye, biting down hard on her molars... What was wrong with me earlier? Why on earth did I sniff the quilt?

...

Meanwhile, Shen Yuan took Su Xuewei out for a private chef meal, then accompanied her to an amusement park in the afternoon. Who would have thought that a 23-year-old woman would still enjoy riding a carousel?

Shen Yuan, enduring crippling embarrassment amidst the administrator's disdainful glances and the puzzled looks of children around him, mounted a small white horse with a deadpan expression.

In the queue, a little four- or five-year-old boy tilted his head and asked his mother, "Mom, didn't you say only kids play on these? Why are there two grown-ups over there?"

The mother's mouth twitched as she replied, "Actually, they're also kids, just big ones."

"No way, there's no kid that big."

"Uh, some kids just develop late."

The boy still found the explanation unconvincing and added, "Mom, look, they're about to squash the horses flat."

Under those peculiar stares, Su Xuewei's face blushed bright red. After finishing the ride, Shen Yuan quickly whisked her away from the scene and asked, "Why did you want to ride that?"

Su Xuewei shook her head silently.

Shen Yuan didn't press further, grinning playfully, "Next time, if you want to ride a horse, you don't have to come to an amusement park."

Su Xuewei froze for a moment, then her reddened face flushed even deeper, shyly giving Shen Yuan a light smack: "You're terrible."

She didn't even hit him hard, which only made Shen Yuan laugh a carefree "hehehe."

Later, the two went on the roller coaster, pirate ship, and giant pendulum... Shen Yuan, terrified out of his mind, screamed the entire way, while the usually timid Su Xuewei had an unusually exhilarating time.

For once, Shen Yuan caught a glimpse of her lips curling into a genuinely radiant arc.

A smile from the heart.

Ah, never mind, as long as you're happy.

After an entire afternoon of fun, Su Xuewei took Shen Yuan's hand and walked toward another exit of the amusement park.

The entrance was bustling with people, and many vendors were around. There were stalls selling fried skewers, stinky tofu, roasted chestnuts, sweet potatoes, and egg waffles, but after looking around for a long time, Su Xuewei's expression turned dim.

"It's not here."

"What's not here?" Shen Yuan asked.

"The Jianbing Guozi stand run by an old lady," Su Xuewei pouted.

"I thought this was your first time coming here."

"My parents brought me here... four times when I was a kid."

Shen Yuan glanced at Su Xuewei, her skin smooth like peeled eggshells, her nose exceptionally graceful under the sunlight's reflection—but her eyes were faintly red.

Her father had already passed away, and her mother was now disabled. They would never be able to bring her to the amusement park again... Shen Yuan felt a pang of sorrow as he opened his arms: "Come here for a hug."

Su Xuewei sniffled, shyly shaking her head: "There are so many people."

Shen Yuan paid no mind and gently pulled her into his embrace, patting her back softly: "From now on, think of me as your brother and let me take you to the amusement park in their place. Including this visit, that makes five times. Next will be the sixth, then the seventh, and the eighth."

Moved by his words, Su Xuewei couldn't hold back her tears, murmuring softly, "Brother."

"And we'll bring Xiaojie too. He surely wants to come too."

At this point, Shen Yuan switched his tone, "So tell me, should Xiaojie call me brother-in-law, or just brother? After all, you call me brother, which means he..."

"You're terrible," Su Xuewei grumbled, angrily giving Shen Yuan a little punch.

...

Meanwhile, Shi Zhixuan and her two companions had just arrived at the Lingdong Dance Studio.

After Wu Rui refunded five times their fees, Yu Jifeng had recommended this dance studio to them.

With all her years of dance training, Shi Zhixuan was certain this was one of the best studios she had ever seen.

The floor, made of 5mm PVC material, was not only non-slip but also had excellent shock absorption. Entire walls of mirrors had been treated to reduce glare, and the soundproofing was superb—you could barely hear any noise from other practice rooms.

According to the store manager, it was constructed with sound-absorbing cotton and perforated board composite materials.

Most importantly, the space was vast—at least twice as large as the last place, Ruofeng—and the decor was modern and vibrant, with a primary color scheme of Morandi gray and pearl white accentuated by orange and blue highlights.

"How much would it cost for a week's usage?"

Shi Zhixuan asked, thinking that even if this place were three times pricier than Ruofeng, it would still be worth it.

To her surprise, the female store manager simply smiled and shook her head: "We wouldn't dare charge you. The three of you are top-tier VIPs under Jingfu Health. Any gym, health check center, dance studio, or yoga hall under Jingfu's umbrella is complimentary for you."