"Xiao Ya, have you arrived at the hotel?"
Upon hearing Liu Zhiying's voice over the phone, Liu Zhiya finally felt a sense of reliance, "Sis, just got here."
"Is it cold there?"
"It's okay."
Liu Zhiya paused, "Sis, I feel really upset."
"What's wrong, Xiao Ya? Did something happen?"
Liu Zhiya sobbed as she told her sister everything that happened outside the elevator—how Chen Cheng asked her to stay on the 35th floor while he and Tong Jialu went to the 36th floor.
"I feel like Brother Cheng likes Tong Jialu more, maybe I don't stand a chance at all. We begged him to bring me to Harbin, but Tong Jialu doesn't have to do anything, and Brother Cheng is willing to be with her."
Liu Zhiying was silent for a moment, "Xiao Ya, you can't judge feelings so simply. Maybe Brother Cheng has his own thoughts, don't be too hasty. By the way, since you've just arrived at the hotel, did anything else happen?"
