Helen had already grown accustomed to the mysterious appearances of these strong individuals and didn't ask much.
Yang Fei was dressed in a dark black Saint Paul suit, exuding gentlemanly charm, casually chatting with Helen.
Duo Lao is a tourist city, although adjacent to the desert, with a hot climate.
But the industrious Ayeses people have turned it into an oasis in the desert, with picturesque scenery and shady green trees.
Helen and Yang Fei's room was a luxurious presidential suite on the fifteenth floor.
From here, it was easy to overlook the urban landscape of Duo Lao; the two drank coffee, chatted and laughed, feeling very comfortable.
At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Helen immediately became nervous, but Yang Fei raised his hand to signal her not to panic.
Yang Fei opened the door, and a middle-aged man with a gentlemanly demeanor stood at the entrance, holding a bouquet of vibrant flowers.
"Excuse me, is this Miss Helen's room?"
