Gongye Xun looked at Gong Yeyan with a heart-wrenching gaze.
Bro, what on earth did you do with this woman behind my back last night?!
By the time Gong Er finally came back to his senses from the mention of "last night," Gong Yeyan had already walked far away with the woman in tow.
One could still vaguely hear the girl's voice emanating from the once again lively banquet hall.
"Mr. Gong, could we walk a bit slower?"
"Umm, my foot hurts, I can't walk…"
Apparently annoyed by the girl's clamoring, Gong Yeyan paused briefly before picking her up and disappearing from everyone's view.
Gongye Xun, "..."
Completely clueless about what was unfolding.
However, in Gong Er's eyes, Ming Ge was already labelled:
Sacred Goddess.
*
Jiuchong Palace was a property belonging to the Gong Group, and Gong Yeyan, with smooth access, carried the woman straight to the top floor.
He entered a hotel suite, placing her on the wide, soft couch.
