The elevator emitted a soft ding.
Ye Wan lowered her head, nestled in Lu Changchuan's embrace.
A muffled laugh sounded in her ear; Ye Wan poked her head out from behind him to see two black-clad bodyguards standing outside the elevator door with a forbidding demeanor, as if warding off strangers.
Letting out a sigh of relief, Ye Wan glanced up and glared at Lu Changchuan, pushing him out of the elevator.
The corridor was carpeted with a soft rug, silent as they walked along, leaving no worry of being overheard by people in adjacent rooms.
Once Ye Wan entered the password, the door opened, and she was enveloped and swept into the room by the man.
The voice-controlled light on the doorway's wine cabinet lit up with the motion of the door opening, gradually dimming in the absence of sound.
Behind the door, Ye Wan almost lost herself in the man's kiss.
The doorbell chimed, and they paused, Ye Wan's breath momentarily halted with tension.
"Ye Wan, Ye Wan, are you there?"
