"Boss, isn't that Zixuan?" Tianyu asked, catching sight of a familiar figure.
"He's the one," Haoran replied, his eyes never leaving the figure entering the elevator. What was Zixuan doing in a hotel like this?
His gaze sharpened.
"Maybe he came to see someone," Tianyu muttered, still oblivious to the relationship between his boss and Zixuan.
They walked to the reception where a young receptionist was seated.
"Do you know where that Enigma just went?" Haoran asked, not bothering to hide the coldness in his eyes. He hoped it wasn't what he was thinking.
The receptionist blinked, confused. "Are you talking about Master Zixuan?"
"Yes."
"The usual," she said hesitantly. "He's a regular guest at our hotel." Then, glancing around, she leaned forward slightly. "Most of the time, he brings an omega to spend the night. But these past few days, we haven't seen him around."
