Jue Shi Hotel, Suite 903.
Tang Yige stood at the door of the suite, tall and slender, wearing a dark green long dress and ten-centimeter high heels, with long, black tea-colored wavy curls draped over her vase-like waist and back.
Just half an hour ago, she received a text message from "Rong Sinan," asking her to meet at Suite 903 of Jue Shi Hotel.
She had admired this man for twenty-six years, unable to refuse any of his requests.
So even though she knew he was getting married to her sister tomorrow, becoming her brother-in-law, she still came!
Even if the meeting place is in a hotel!
Tang Yige squeezed her sweaty palms, took a deep breath, and without hesitation, raised her hand to press the suite's doorbell.
In the few seconds after the doorbell rang, Tang Yige felt as if a century had passed.
The door opened in front of her.
Her heart pounded nervously as she raised her long, curled eyelashes to look.
