In the end, Wen Linyu gentlemanly stepped aside to let the service staff pass first.
After this small interlude, Wen Linyu entered the elevator alone.
As the floors rose, Wen Linyu couldn't shake the feeling that something was off, though he couldn't quite pinpoint what it was.
However, having endured these days, he was indeed exhausted, so he stopped overthinking.
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20 minutes ago.
When An Li returned to the hotel room, she first called Jiang Yi.
After confirming that Jiang Yi was fine, An Li lay flat on the large bed with a heavy heart.
The salty sea breeze on the balcony lifted the white sheer curtain, and beyond the sheer curtain was the golden coastline.
But An Li had no interest in admiring it at the moment.
An Li only stared at the luxurious and intricate crystal chandelier above her, as the scene from the hospital earlier this morning still lingered in her mind.
An Li had never felt so sad as she did today.
