"I'm not going in!" Zhuo Lin said, overwhelmed with shame.
He tried to turn around and leave, but Yu Feixue grabbed him firmly.
"What's this? Is this how your hotel treats its guests? Call your manager out—I'd like to ask, what kind of policy allows a doorman to block guests from entering? Who gave you this authority!" Yu Feixue was fearless and defiant.
The doorman, startled by Yu Feixue's assertiveness, quickly realized who she was—he had seen her with the gentleman earlier. But the issue wasn't about stopping her at all.
He hurriedly explained, "Miss, please don't misunderstand. I wasn't stopping you from entering; I was stopping this individual. He isn't a guest of our hotel—out of concern for the safety and comfort of other guests, we cannot let him in."
Only heaven knows how he could dare stop a guest from entering!
Did he not want to keep his job?!
