The manager patiently explained, "Aside from mbership, even reservations won't grant access. May I ask if you're a mber of our Domina Hotel?"
"I will be in just a mont!"
Ryan strode confidently to the front desk, thought for a mont, and asked, "Manager, what's the highest mbership charge anyone has ever made here?"
The mbership levels were clearly listed: 5,000 dollars for Silver, 10,000 dollars for Gold, and 50,000 dollars for Diamond, all valid across the hotel.
"Sir, the highest charge is 120,000 dollars."
Although the request seed odd, the manager adhered to the principle of excellent service and had the staff confirm the information.
The mbership registration form was handed over, but Ryan imdiately passed it to Yana, who looked at him in astonishnt. "You want to fill it out?"
Ryan scratched his head with a sheepish expression. "Yeah, my handwriting is terrible."
The excuse was absurdly childish and obviously intentional. Yana couldn't help but giggle, finding it amusing. She took the form and filled in her na and phone number.
Once the form was completed, the manager smiled while processing it. "Sir, what level of card would you like to apply for, and how much would you like to top up?"
Yana, curious, tilted her head slightly, her expression adorably intrigued.
Ryan pulled out the black card that had co with the phone box. It was peculiar, and the manager's eyes instantly lit up. Yana caught this reaction and was equally intrigued.
"One million!"
Ryan had initially considered saying, "Charge a billion," but decided against it, thinking it might make him seem unhinged.
After hesitating, he nervously yet firmly declared, "Just 1 million."
At that mont, not only was the manager dumbfounded, but even Yana was equally stunned. The front desk staff also turned their heads, their expressions curious and varied.
So gazes were less than friendly—after all, this guy was dressed entirely in cheap clothes, with scruffy flip-flops and not a single brand-na item on him.
Even the front desk girls had seen low-key wealthy people who might not care much about their attire.
But at the very least, those people carried luxury bags or suitcases, wore expensive branded watches, or had elegant jade pendants or bracelets.
In comparison, this guy looked far too plain, too rustic, and far too young.
"What's wrong? Too little?"
Seeing their stunned expressions, Ryan naturally furrowed his brows.
"Respected sir, no, it's just... are you sure you want to recharge 1 million?"
The manager's breathing beca uneven, as even the 120,000 mbership tier was usually paid in two installnts.
"Stop talking nonsense. I'm starving!"
Ryan said impatiently, completely unaware of how manly this impatience appeared in Yana's eyes at that mont.
The manager, trembling, held the POS machine, tapped a few buttons, and swiped. A notification confird the paynt's success.
"Sir, please hold on for a mont."
She was so thrilled that she busied herself for a while. Even the front desk girls now looked at Ryan with much softer eyes.
Yana imdiately felt a sense of crisis and instinctively wrapped her arm around Ryan's.
A burst of fragrance wafted over. Even through the fabric of their clothing, the girl's warmth and softness seeped through, making Ryan bones feel a bit weak.
Stars sparkled in Yana's eyes as her rapid breathing betrayed her thoughts. She couldn't help but wonder just what kind of tycoon he was.
Even if he had won five million dollars, after taxes, he'd only get 3.5 million. He had already spent over three hundred thousands on gifts, and now, recharging a one-million mbership card would leave him with much less, wouldn't it?
No, it definitely wasn't from a lottery win. This was a true young master from a wealthy family who must have struck gold.
With this thought, Yana leaned in closer without a word, her full chest pressing directly against Ryan's arm.
Even with a bra in between, the softness, subtle movent, and delicate fragrance overwheld the inexperienced Ryan, leaving his mind utterly blank.
"Sir, thank you for waiting. Here is your highest-level diamond card."
After processing the card, the manager respectfully handed it over with both hands and said earnestly, "This card can be linked to WhatsApp for use, and even if it's lost, it won't affect your usage."
Ryan took the card and casually handed it to Yana.
Yana, holding the card, playfully asked in a coquettish tone, "Why are you giving it to ?"
Ryan replied cheerfully, "That broken phone I gave you earlier was a bit rude. This should count as a proper eting gift."
"This is your money, and you've topped it up with so much," Yana said demurely, adding, "Accepting such a gift the first ti doesn't feel quite right."
Feeling the warmth of her soft fragrance, Ryan couldn't help but wrap his arm around her waist. Gently caressing her through the fabric of her clothes, he said, "If I'm giving it to you, just take it. Don't overthink it."
Only then did Yana accept the card, and with a sweet smile, she said softly, "I'm just keeping it temporarily. If you need it, let know anyti."
She sounded so considerate that the inexperienced Ryan was completely captivated. He imdiately said, "Use it freely whenever you need it."
"Then..."
Yana adorably pouted and said in a playful tone, "If I really use it, you can't feel bad about it, okay?"
Ryan shook his head and replied, "Unless you co here with another man!"
"I won't!" Yana hurriedly promised. "Ryan, from now on, I'll only co here with you."
Thinking about the years he had spent being ignored by Tina, Ryan smiled bitterly and said, "Don't make promises so quickly. There are so many people chasing you, and plenty of them are exceptional. Nothing in life is absolute."
Ryan was rely lanting his own misfortune, but Yana heard sothing entirely different.
You're like a goddess, with countless admirers and backup options. Even you don't believe what you're saying.
Hearing this, Yana firmly declared, "Ryan, I completely understand your intentions. I could never do sothing like that to you."
"You pursued Tina for three years without ever revealing your true self, but the mont you approached the other day, I knew I wasn't wrong about you."
"But now, I truly understand how you feel," she said, blushing. "You were so cautious with Tina, unwilling to expose your identity, but with , you're so straightforward."
Yana's face turned red as she added shyly, "I'm not one of those fake, innocent 'green tea' girls pretending to be clueless. I noticed all those little details."
"When people at school laughed at you, I really felt it was unnecessary. If you had shown your abilities earlier, that so-called sweet goddess wouldn't have turned you down."
After finishing her words, Yana nervously observed Ryan reaction.
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