C299 Grand Hotel

At this moment, Ma Yingjie's mind was in a mess. He didn't have any state, and it wasn't like he didn't have state either. How could he describe that feeling? Just like a fly, he saw the endless sky, but ?

There was a glass window between them, so he couldn't fly out.

Ma Yingjie discovered that in this incomparably luxurious suite, he was like a fly that Situ Lan hated