Bai Ziyan didn't take the elevator and went straight up the stairs.
"Xiao Bai, you finally made it." Song Yinzhang saw Bai Ziyan running up and said with a smile.
"Where's Ming Jing?" Bai Ziyan panted.
Song Yinzhang raised his eyebrows: "You're too late, she's left."
"Left?" Bai Ziyan frowned.
"What about that bastard Song Hanqing? Did he bully Ming Jing?"
As he spoke, he clenched his fists, making a cracking sound.
Song Yinzhang pointed at the door of the private room: "He's in there."
Bai Ziyan, puzzled by his antics, prepared to open the door. He pushed it, found it very heavy, used some force to open it, and the door suddenly closed itself.
And the sight in front of him nearly blew Bai Ziyan's eyes out.