In fact, she could have easily said "thank you" in a WeChat message, but for some reason, at this moment, her heart felt an inexplicable sense of urgency.
She really wanted to see Mr. S, really wanted to know why there was such a strange sense of familiarity at the bottom of her heart.
Ten floors down, Chuxia was panting heavily. By the time she reached the first floor, she was drenched in sweat, nearly collapsing, but she didn't even take the time to catch her breath. She pushed open the door of the safety corridor and ran towards the elevator.
The elevator that had descended from the tenth floor had already opened, and it seemed that everyone had already gotten out since everyone was now going in.
It looked like Mr. S had already left.
