C781 Touching

In the suite of the Xinghuang Hotel.

Feng Mier raised her goblet and took a sip. Looking at the headlines on her phone, she felt inexplicably happy.

Two days ago, she couldn't stand the pressure of all kinds of public opinion, and couldn't stand Lin Feng's oppression and the agent who came to collect money either, so she compromised.

She went to the Lianjing Hotel to look for Feng Mier