Xiao Ling was so frightened that his face turned pale when he saw the young master. He immediately told him everything.
Xiao Letong, who was not even three years old, had his hands behind his back. He furrowed his brows, and his small face was full of seriousness.
His sharp gaze seemed to be able to kill everything in an instant.
He said coldly, "At that moment, my mommy only called out Gong Tianhao's name, and she was already besieged by the media? Then, she made headlines in Beijing. When my mommy was in the hotel, five criminals broke in?"
Xiao Ling's face was pale. His voice trembled as he nodded and said, "Yes, Young Master!"
Then, Xiao Letong furrowed his brows again and asked, "Is the Crystal Palace Hotel Gong Tianhao's Hotel?"
"Yes!" Xiao Ling didn't dare to hide it and nodded.
