C211 The Sheep That Was Used as a Scapegoat Wang Guohui!

At the Grand Hotel at eight o'clock in the evening, Wang Guohui had arranged to meet someone. Their private room was on the top floor. Together, they rode the elevator up to the 28th floor. As the doors slid open, a distinct odor wafted through the air.

Su Ming glanced at Wang Guohui, his brow furrowing slightly as he stepped back. A waiter approached, caught a whiff of the smell