As An Yin walked through the corridor, looking at the densely packed cars around her, she didn't know which way to go.
"Follow me." Meng Sihan smiled broadly and said aloud.
He found that every time he spent time with the young girl, he felt different emotions, and this feeling wasn't bad!
An Yin pouted and grumbled, "Where are we going?"
"I'm not going to sell you." Meng Sihan spoke as he led her towards the elevator.
An Yin's stomach let out a few "gurgle gurgle" sounds again. If you looked closely, you'd notice her entire face had turned red, and she wished she could lower her head to the ground.
There were already quite a few people waiting for the elevator.
When Meng Sihan and An Yin walked in, everyone turned their eyes toward them.
Used to big scenes, Meng Sihan walked forward with a commanding stride, eyes sharp. The crowd was quickly intimidated by his imposing aura and pretended to continue playing on their phones.
