Chapter 278 Guo Xiaohan's Embarrassment, A Girl's Heart
Considering that there were several elders in their sixties and seventies on the plane, the flight did not go directly to London but made a stopover in Istanbul for refueling and a few hours of rest.
It wasn't until after 9:00 a.m. on August 9th that the plane finally landed slowly at London International Airport.
Before landing, Lin Haoran had specially adjusted his watch to London time.
Looking at the vast airport, Lin Haoran felt both familiar and strange.
Although he had never been here himself, his predecessor had traveled through this airport multiple times, and seeing it now stirred vivid memories in his mind.
Because London is eight hours behind Hong Kong, even though it was just after nine in the morning here, it was already past five in the afternoon back in Hong Kong.
To show the importance they attached to this business delegation from Hong Kong, several British officials had come to the airport to greet them.
"This must be Mr. Lin. Your reputation precedes you, even here in the UK. Welcome to London," said the Mayor of London warmly, shaking Lin Haoran's hand.
"Mr. Mayor, it's an honor to be remembered by you.
To be honest, I was a student here just over two years ago.
Returning to London feels wonderfully familiar!" Lin Haoran replied with a hearty laugh.
With just a simple remark, he shortened the distance between them.
In business, maintaining good relations with government figures was crucial—especially since Britain was a sizable market.
Although at present only Amigo Company had a foothold here, Lin Haoran fully intended for his other companies to expand into the UK and the broader European market.
After walking across a long red carpet and enduring the fatigue of travel, they followed the planned schedule and headed to their hotel for a day of rest.
The site visit and formal activities would begin the next day.
The government's special vehicles slowly delivered them to a grand ten-story hotel.
Lin Haoran looked up at the magnificent building, recognizing it by reputation even though he had never been there before.
It was the famous Dorchester Hotel in London.
The Dorchester Hotel had a history of nearly fifty years and was one of the world's earliest and most luxurious hotels.
Located in the heart of London, its classic, legendary, and luxurious exterior had long attracted royalty, political leaders, and celebrities from all over the world.
The hotel's façade dated back to 1792, later transformed by civil engineer McAlpine into one of Europe's finest hotels, officially opening in 1931.
It was renowned for its magnificent décor and personalized service.
To Lin Haoran, the exterior seemed only moderately luxurious, but stepping inside revealed the true splendor.
The service was excellent—no sooner had the car stopped than attendants came forward to help with luggage and guide them.
Clearly, the London government had arranged everything, including room assignments.
Lin Haoran was placed in a suite with three bedrooms and one living room, including a twin room, perfectly accommodating Lin Haoran, Guo Xiaohan, Li Weidong, and Li Weiguo.
Today's schedule was free time, with no official activities planned.
After putting down his luggage, Lin Haoran immediately took a shower, and all the fatigue seemed to melt away.
After drying his hair, he heard a knock on the door.
When he opened it, it was Guo Xiaohan, holding a small bag containing her clothes.
"Brother Haoran, could I use your en-suite bathroom to shower? It's a bit inconvenient using the public one," she said, blushing.
Lin Haoran immediately understood.
Although the suite had three bedrooms, it only had two bathrooms—one en-suite in his master bedroom, and one public bathroom outside in the hall.
Since Li Weiguo and Li Weidong were staying in the other rooms, it was naturally inconvenient for Guo Xiaohan to use the public bathroom.
Smiling, Lin Haoran said, "Go ahead and shower. I just finished. I'll step out for a bit."
"Thank you, Brother Haoran," Guo Xiaohan said, her cheeks rosy with shyness.
Closing the door gently behind him, Lin Haoran walked out onto the living room balcony, admiring the view outside.
The hotel was not far from Buckingham Palace; even walking there would only take about ten minutes.
Standing on the balcony, Lin Haoran could faintly see the upper part of Buckingham Palace.
After a while, he returned to the living room and sat on the sofa, thinking about what to do next.
It was still early—not even noon—and staying inside all day wasn't ideal.
Having slept enough on the plane, he wasn't tired at all now.
Instead, he thought it might be a good idea to take Guo Xiaohan and the others to Chinatown for a stroll.
During his university years in London, besides the University of London, the place he was most familiar with was Chinatown.
When he first arrived in London, feeling foreign and out of place, only Chinatown gave him a sense of familiarity.
Moreover, his father, Lin Wan'an, had a good friend there who had taken care of him during his studies, and Lin Haoran had made many friends there.
While he was still lost in thought, a call came from the master bedroom.
"Brother Haoran, could you come in for a moment?"
"What's wrong?" Lin Haoran asked, standing outside the door without going in.
With ordinary actresses, he might not hesitate.
But Guo Xiaohan was different—a wealthy family's daughter—and he knew he had to maintain boundaries, even though he sensed her affection for him.
Inside the room, Guo Xiaohan was feeling a mixture of embarrassment and helplessness.
She had entered the master bedroom carrying her clean clothes and quickly started her shower, opting for a fast rinse rather than a soak in the tub.
However, when she finished showering and was about to change, she accidentally dropped all her clean clothes into the tub, which still held water from her shower.
Her previously worn clothes, although set aside, had also gotten somewhat wet during the process.
Now she faced a dilemma—she couldn't walk out wrapped in just a towel, especially with two bodyguards around.
Had it just been Lin Haoran outside, she might have dared, but not now.
Deep down, Guo Xiaohan had long made up her mind about Lin Haoran.
Her uncle, Guo Henian, had even discussed it with her privately.
Born into a wealthy Southeast Asian family, she knew she wouldn't be allowed to marry for love.
At best, she'd be married off to some stranger for political or financial reasons.
Thus, she had worked hard, attending a world-class university, hoping to change her fate.
Yet after graduation, she realized she was still trapped by family expectations.
When she first met Lin Haoran, she had been curious and impressed by him.
At the time, he had only just acquired Ching Chau Cement Company, promising but not yet dazzling.
But with each successive achievement—more acquisitions, stunning victories—her admiration for him deepened.
Eventually, she agreed when her uncle suggested encouraging a relationship.
Marrying someone she genuinely liked, rather than a stranger—that was her true wish.
Still, as a girl, she was too shy to make the first move.
But this accident was truly not her fault.
"Brother Haoran, could you please come inside? I really don't know how to say it..." she called softly from behind the door.
Hearing her voice, Lin Haoran couldn't just stand outside any longer.
Although part of him was restless with wild thoughts—after all, Guo Xiaohan's beauty rivaled even Guan Jiahui's—he suppressed his impulses firmly.
He was no longer a boy who couldn't control himself.
He was a man who led countless enterprises—he could handle a little temptation.
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