C216 Ling yiheng was present
A low-key, silver-gray Siegfried stopped at the entrance of the hotel. A pair of sharp eyes stared at the hall where a new wine ceremony was being held.
Ling Yiheng's gaze wavered as it flickered with a cold light. After a few seconds of hesitation, he opened the car door and stepped out.
The waiter quickly came to help park the car. After he parked the car