The elevator doors closed, and the figure outside was no longer visible. Ming Mei felt as if all the strength in her body had drained away.
Watching the numbers slowly rise in the elevator, her mind was a complete blank.
Suddenly, Ming Mei heard Shen Nie ask, "Mr. Xing, is he here to attend the wedding too?"
The hotel manager, who was taking them upstairs, responded, "Yes, he's also here for the wedding, and he has quite an impressive background. Though he's somewhat mysterious and we don't know his exact identity, he is a friend of His Majesty the King. The invitation was personally written by the King, who specifically instructed us to take good care of Mr. Xing, so naturally, we wouldn't dare to neglect him."
Shen Nie laughed and said, "Really? I would really like to meet him, don't you think?"
Ming Mei, her mind in turmoil, replied, "Oh...yes..."
Shen Nie asked, "What floor is he staying on? Perhaps we'll have a chance to visit him in the future."
