After hanging up the phone, Luo Ling composed herself and stepped into the elevator that Qiao Si and Ye Xiao had just used. It seemed she could still smell Qiao Si's scent inside. She obsessively took a deep breath, her emotions mixed and conflicting.
Watching as the elevator doors opened, Luo Ling hesitated to step out, waiting until the doors were about to close before finally leaving.
She walked heavily towards the room, each step firm and deliberate. Even now, she felt compelled to seek him out, wanting desperately to sever ties, yet unable to break free.
Standing at the door, she took a deep breath before slowly knocking.
A girl dressed provocatively opened the door. Luo Ling was momentarily stunned, not expecting a girl to answer. Deep within, a slight bitterness welled up.
"Young Master Song, the star you've been waiting for is here."
The girl turned back coquettishly towards Song Jin, who was embracing another girl with her clothes half-off on the sofa.
