I really can't figure out why I would do this.
Meanwhile, Xiao Hua is immersed in excitement.
"Host, the mission Plane has commenced, please be prepared. Countdown starts at ten seconds,"
"Nine,"
"Eight,"
"·······"
"One, entering the mission Plane."
When Su Yan woke up, she found herself collapsed in the hallway of a hotel.
There was a tray on the floor, and the shards of a high-footed glass scattered all around.
Glancing at her own attire, a white shirt, little black skirt, high heels.
She looked like hotel service staff.
As she was taking stock of herself, the sound of the elevator rung out.
With a ding-dong.
Following that, a man wearing a finely tailored suit stepped out.
His chiseled face, as if sculpted, was sharply defined; such a strikingly handsome presence, yet so aloof and cold.
Thin lips pressed into a line, deterring anyone from approaching.
Su Yan stared at him for three seconds.
Then lowered her gaze.
"Xiao Hua, give me the information."
