"The lady says to take you to a place first," the driver said.
Lang Lang sneered.
She thought to herself, no one shows favor without a wicked intention or theft; bringing her back from overseas like this surely has a purpose.
Indeed!
She glanced at the driver indifferently.
The driver was unnerved by her glance but kept driving with a stiff expression.
"What do you want me to do here?" Lang Lang looked at the hotel ahead and asked the driver, "Is it that my family doesn't even have a room for me, so they have to arrange for me at a hotel?"
"But that might be good too, saves everyone from mutual disgust."
"Miss Lang." The driver said with his head lowered, "This is the key to room 3018, and this document, as long as you can get the person inside to sign it, the lady said, then you can go abroad."
