A black Volkswagen sedan stopped at the entrance of the hotel.
By the floor-to-ceiling glass windows in the hotel lobby, Xu Si, seated on the sofa, said, "He's back."
Ge Qi, who was playing on his phone, turned his head to look.
The boy stepping out of the car was none other than Rong Xianning. Shedding his disguise, his dense black hair framed skin as smooth and pale as snow, with delicate, stunning features.
Truly, a strikingly handsome youth of unparalleled elegance.
After exiting the car, Rong Xianning stood by the door and said something to the person inside the vehicle before waving his hand and turning away.
Xu Si squinted and leaned forward, nearly pressing himself against the glass, trying hard to see who was inside the car.
The car interior was dim, and he saw nothing.
As Rong Xianning turned away, the black sedan didn't linger, speeding away into the distance.
