Day finally broke.
Zhang Bin prepared to get out of bed. He tried to gently move Noda Sayuri aside, but she woke up immediately, blushing as she said shyly, "Zhang Bin, is it morning? I'll go make breakfast."
The presidential suite had its own kitchen, suitable for cooking or even hosting parties, which was why she made the offer.
"You should sleep a bit longer," Zhang Bin said tenderly. "I'll go to the hotel restaurant for breakfast, then I'll head to the auction. Just wait here for me, understand?"
"Mm-hmm." Noda Sayuri nodded obediently but still clung tightly to Zhang Bin. For some reason, she felt a lingering reluctance, a hesitation to let him leave. Perhaps she knew that she might never have the chance to see him again.
Soon, Zhang Bin finished washing up and left his room.
Ma Rufei and Chen Chaoyue were, of course, still asleep. They had no plans to attend the auction today, so Zhang Bin didn't disturb them.
