It was about 6:40 in the evening. Winter days darkened early, and indeed, the sky had already gone black.
Having been there before, Luofeng was familiar with the place and parked the car in the garage.
Luofeng once again led everyone to the elevator.
At the entrance of Sky City, the receptionist warmly welcomed them, "Happy New Year, do you have a reservation?"
"Happy New Year, my last name is Luo," Luofeng said.
"Oh, Mr. Luo, hello, right this way please!" the receptionist replied.
Luofeng walked ahead.
Meanwhile, Tangya and Bai Ningbing whispered to each other behind him.
"Ningbing, I feel a bit embarrassed about my pink," Tangya murmured.
They were both dressed in pineapple-print sweatshirts.
Tangya always felt a little self-conscious, as if she were trying too hard to appear young.
Bai Ningbing said softly, "Don't worry, Mom. As long as we don't say anything, no one can tell your age!"
There was nothing wrong with her reasoning.
