At eleven o'clock in the night, the entire Jiangcheng was enveloped in a sudden heavy rain.
Gu Nian stood in front of the presidential suite on the top floor of the Imperial Hotel, his palms all sweaty. The white shirt dress was half wet from the rain and clung to her body, outlining her slender waist. She took a deep breath and took out the gold-plated room card from her bag, her fingertips trembling slightly...
