Li Yong sees that Zhao Dazhou has come to the front gate of the hotel with a group of strong men. They are gathering together and Zhao Dazhou is telling them something. In Li Yong’s eyes, these people are the elites of bodyguards with great strength.

“Okay, I listen to you.” Qian Lingling doesn’t ask anything, but she gets up and dresses.

But she dresses too slowly. She has only two pieces of underwear and a dress. If a soldier wears them, he can wear them ...