It seemed that direction was where Gu Linbei was located.
Little Nomi followed Henry's gaze and saw her mommy at once.
She was different today. She tied up her hair and made a hairstyle, revealing her bright and plump forehead.
The red dress outlined her graceful curves, which made her even more charming, attracting everyone's attention at a glance.
"Dad, hurry up!" Little Nomi frowned and said with concern.
"You and Old Madam stay here obediently. I'll be back soon," instructed Henry.
"Go ahead. I'll keep an eye on Little Nomi. Don't worry." Madam Dowager also urged him lovingly.
Henry turned around, and Song Xu followed.
Because there were too many people coming, the corridor was now full of people.
Henry strode over. His cold features and lines were tight, and his thin lips were pressed into a cold straight line.
His dark and bottomless black eyes grabbed the frost, and the air where he walked suddenly became cold and thin.
In the venue, people really wanted to see the president, but what they imagined was that the president would be cold at most.
They didn't expect the president's aura to be so strong, with a strong sense of oppression.
Their president was like a king, exuding a kind of king-like aura that shook the world.
It made them feel a little scared.
And they all consciously squeezed out a way out.
At this time, Monique was being squeezed in the middle and moving anxiously to the back of the door.
All of a sudden, she found that the surroundings were quiet, with only the sound of performing and singing on the stage.
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