This banquet hall was specially used for holding large-scale cocktail parties. Not only was the hall large, but there was also a partition above it. Above the partition were rooms that could be used to rest.
Lin Yi followed the waitress upstairs. When she passed by a room, she could hear the sounds inside because the door was left ajar.
"I wonder how brother Mingyuan's health is?" The person who spoke had a low and hoarse voice. It should be the voice of an old man.
"It's alright, I shouldn't die in a short time. " The one who replied was a nonchalant female voice. She sounded very young and should not be too old.
Lin Yi felt that the voice was familiar, but he couldn't recall where.
She glanced at the waitress in front of her. Unknowingly, she had fallen behind her by a few meters, so she quickly followed.
In the room, the atmosphere was a little dull, probably because the girl's words were too bold.
