I started as a spirited young man, and the system made me a male god.

Upon hearing Jiang Che's answer, Chen Fei frowned and turned his gaze to the front desk staff.

He traveled frequently for work in his past life, so he was very familiar with the operational routines of hotels.

In such situations, upgrading the room type is the standard procedure, but to be directly transferred to the presidential suite? This cannot be explained simply by the word "upgrade".

Just as Jiang Che was about to accept the room key and express his gratitude, Chen Fei took half a step forward and raised a question to the front desk:

"Excuse me, let me check. I've stayed here before, and the only upgrade I got was one level up. How come I'm in the presidential suite this time?"

The receptionist's smile froze for a moment, and her gaze quickly swept over Jiang Che's information again.

She paused for two seconds, her smile returning to its perfect form, and her tone becoming even more respectful:

"Sir, you're right. A standard upgrade wouldn't go up to the suite. This time, it's because Ms. Jiang Che is a very important client of our group and enjoys the highest level of service. Please feel free to check in."

Important related party clients? Top-level privileges?

Chen Fei immediately understood. He turned his gaze to Jiang Che beside him. People who can start a business right after graduation must have extraordinary family backgrounds.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Jiang Che's face after hearing the receptionist's explanation.

She quickly took the room key and tugged at Chen Fei's sleeve: "Oh, it's nothing... it's just that my dad has some connections with this hotel group. Let's go upstairs, don't stand here."

She spoke very quickly, vaguely omitting the specific meaning of "somewhat related".

But Chen Fei already understood that this was probably another classic scenario of "a rich second-generation heir who doesn't want to inherit the family fortune and tries to prove himself through entrepreneurship," so he nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

The elevator ascended smoothly, and the mirrored wall reflected the two figures.

Chen Fei carried a backpack, and Jiang Che pulled a suitcase. The two stood side by side, their eyes tacitly avoiding each other's reflection in the mirror.

Soft piano music played inside the elevator, while the floor numbers ticked silently.

"We've reached the top floor."

A mechanical female voice sounded, and the elevator doors slowly opened.

The moment you step out of the elevator, the soft carpet absorbs the sound of your footsteps. Abstract art paintings hang on both sides of the corridor, and warm-toned wall lamps illuminate the space, making it quiet and private.

They found their room by following the instructions on the room key—an executive suite at the end of the corridor.

With a "beep", the electronic lock unlocked.

Jiang Che pushed open the door first and entered, followed closely by Chen Fei.

After the door closed softly behind them, the two of them paused for a few seconds in unison.

Spacious.

This is the most intuitive feeling.

Fresh white roses are placed on the marble countertop in the entryway, their delicate fragrance lingering in the air.

Walking inside, the living room area suddenly opens up, with a dark gray velvet sofa arranged in an L-shape.

"This sofa..." Chen Fei walked over and pressed it. "It's softer than the bed in my apartment. I'll sleep here tonight."

Jiang Che put his suitcase down, walked to the window, and looked at the scenery: "I've been on so many business trips, but this is the first time I've stayed in such an expensive room. Before, I've only stayed in standard rooms."

Chen Fei walked to her side. Looking out from this height, the entire city seemed to lie prostrate at their feet. "Me too."

The two toured the suite as if they were visiting a museum.

The open kitchen is fully equipped with kitchenware, the minibar is stocked with a wide variety of drinks, and there is even a capsule coffee machine.

The bathroom was even more outrageous.

A double jacuzzi occupies the center, and the shower room with its separate wet and dry areas features a showerhead with five different spray patterns. All toiletries are expensive Italian brands.

After looking at the bathroom, Jiang Che quickly turned around and headed towards the bedroom area: "Let's go, hopefully there are two beds in the bedroom."

Chen Fei followed, and stopped in the bedroom.

The bedroom is spacious and decorated in a style that continues the minimalist luxury of the living room, with a panoramic floor-to-ceiling window that also occupies an entire wall.

In the center of the room, the enormous bed was almost like a small stage.

Dark gray bedding, four fluffy pillows, and a high-quality woven blanket at the foot of the bed.

The problem is, there's only one bed.

One.

The two stood at the bedroom door, neither of them stepping inside first.

"It's okay, I'll sleep in the living room tonight, the sofa is comfortable too," Chen Fei broke the silence first. "Besides, I don't have great sleeping habits, I snore, so the living room is more suitable for me."

Jiang Che's gaze shifted between the bedroom and the living room.

She bit her lower lip, a habitual gesture when she was thinking.

"No way." She shook her head, her voice firm. "You're so tall, you can't even stretch your legs out on the sofa, it must be uncomfortable. I'll sleep on the outside."

She pointed to herself, "Besides, I booked the hotel, so it's my responsibility that this happened. I can't let you bear the consequences."

And don't forget, I often work overtime at the company and end up sleeping on the office sofa all night; I'm used to it."

Chen Fei wanted to argue further: "But you're a girl—"

"Don't say things like 'boys should give way to girls,'" Jiang Che interrupted him, her eyes serious. "How about this, to be fair, we'll take turns. I'll sleep on the sofa tonight, and you can sleep on it tomorrow. Is that alright?"

She crossed her arms, adopting an uncompromising stance.

"Alright." Seeing her determination, Chen Fei had no choice but to compromise.

"Oh, right," Jiang Che glanced at his watch, "this hotel has a buffet lunch. Shall we go down and eat now, and then head to the fabric market?"

"Walk."

The restaurant is on the third floor of the hotel, with a long dining table displaying a wide variety of food.

From Japanese sashimi to Italian pasta, from Chinese stir-fries to French desserts, it covers almost all cuisines.

The two naturally separated when they went to get their food.

Chen Fei habitually walked around the venue first, preparing to look at all the dishes before making a choice.

Jiang Che, with a clear goal in mind, headed straight for the seafood section and the salad bar.

When they met with their plates, Chen Fei looked at Jiang Che's plate with some surprise.

Prawns, scallops, mussels, a large vegetable salad, and two steaks piled up almost like a small mountain.

"I didn't expect..." Chen Fei sat down, but stopped halfway through his sentence.

Jiang Che looked up: "Didn't expect anything?"

"I didn't expect you to have such a big appetite," Chen Fei laughed. "I've never seen you eat this much when we ate together before."

Jiang Che picked up a shrimp with a natural movement:

"Business trips are tiring, and since Shen Shaoting and Lin Jingyi were both there before, I naturally had to be more reserved."

"If I keep hiding my appetite for three days, I'll starve to death. Don't mind me, okay?"

"That's great," Chen Fei said, cutting the lamb chops. "Being able to eat is a blessing. I envy your physique, which allows you to eat whatever you want without gaining weight."

"I'm quite envious of your clothes hanger figure." Jiang Che was enjoying his food when he remembered the scene of Chen Fei changing clothes that day, and blurted out, "Looks slim in clothes, but muscular when undressed."

After she finished speaking, she froze.

Chen Fei was putting a lamb chop into his mouth when he heard this and looked up: "Hmm?"

After transmigrating, he did eat more than before, and with the system's support and exercise, he's in pretty good shape now.

But how did Jiang Che know?