บท 173: 065 Alian: Idiots, just play by yourselves (second update)_3

Her gaze was dark and cold.

The entrance must have been renovated many times, but one could still tell that the gate was in the shape of a spire, overlooking the rockery inside and the surrounding corridors.

She knew that just beyond the corridors lay the conference hall.

She wondered if the sand table was still there.

Now, the entrance and the corridors were adorned with bright red silk.

Firecrackers and fireworks were lined up at the grand entrance, while the staff bustled about cheerfully.

Her hem was gently tugged.

Bai Lian looked down to see Jiang He looking up at her.

Bai Lian stretched out her hand and ruffled his hair.

"Miss Bai," Ming Dongheng said respectfully, holding the car keys, "I'll wait for you outside. Please take care of the young master."

Bai Lian, holding Jiang He's hand, stepped inside, crossed the corridor, and saw the sign-in desk on the left at a glance.