Hearing this, Ye Ling couldn't help but glance at Liu Qiao'er.
The sight of the young girl looking so wronged truly tugged at the heartstrings.
"Okay, don't be unhappy, we still have a feast to enjoy later."
Ye Ling patted Liu Qiao'er's little head and smiled, "Also, the favor I did for you, saving your father, wasn't because I wanted to do anything to you. You met me, and that's what you deserve, understand?"
Liu Qiao'er tilted her head to look at Ye Ling as if she couldn't quite catch up with his words.
Her dazed and cute appearance was like that of a porcelain doll, utterly adorable.
The Welcoming Luxury Hotel towered at the center of Donghai City, boasting 33 floors of luxurious decor and windows made entirely of reinforced glass.
Especially at night like this, with its bright lights and dazzling colors, it was a place many longed for yet also kept at a respectful distance.
