She left Longqian Castle, got into the nanny car, and asked the driver to take her to Baolijia Hotel.
In the car, Lu Xiaoyou remained expressionless throughout.
The nanny car entered the parking lot, she got out of the car, pressed the button, and walked into the VIP elevator.
She took out a room card from her bag and swiped it into the luxurious presidential suite on the top floor.
Until the door behind her closed.
She was like a person who had taken off their armor, weakly leaning against the door, her body slowly sliding down.
However, Lu Xiaoyou did not allow herself to be too disheveled.
Nothing could break her, harm her.
But today, she truly felt what it was like to stab the sharpest sword into Long Xiliang's most untouchable vulnerable spot.
A figure appeared in front of her, she looked up, Feng Zheyu stood in front of her.
Lu Xiaoyou regained her spirits and walked step by step toward the tall man.
Lu Xiaoyou smiled and asked him, "Is the plane ready?"
