In the elevator, An Yin looked up at the silent man beside her.
The man stood under the white light, and from her angle, a faint white light spilled down from the top of his head, making him seem like a deity descended to earth, exuding an air of noble elegance.
After watching for a few seconds, An Yin's heart seemed like it was going to burst out of her chest, uncontrollably. She quickly lowered her head and stammered, "Just now, that car was pretty good, why did you want to change, change it?"
An Yin truly could not understand.
"Too small." Bao Shaojin turned his head slightly and glanced at her.
Small?
An Yin thought for a moment, imagining the man sitting in the car.
For him, the car did seem a bit cramped. So obediently, she didn't ask further questions.
The two rode the elevator to the top floor, and when the man entered his fingerprint on the door lock, he didn't rush to open the door.
"Raise your hand."
The man's voice was cool and clear.
