When the car was parked in a small hotel, Ye Shuimi and Qin Xiaoya were hesitant. There was always a red light district in every city. Obviously, this area was.

The Inn has a red sign, and the walls are not clean, dirty, and there are coagulated phlegm and betel nut juice.

The bodyguards were also hesitant because they thought their prince absolutely despised these dirty places.

Several people stared, or the bodyguard took the lead and rushed up. Ye Shuimei had just raised her foot to catch up, and the people on the phone seemed to have grasped her movements.

"Stay where you are."

"But if they stay where...