"Let go of me... mmm..."
Bai Yiran's head buzzed frantically due to Leng Yichen's sudden action. This was Huamei International's elevator, and not a private elevator for Leng Yichen. Although the elevator was currently empty, as soon as the doors opened, there would definitely be someone who would see them!
Bai Yiran's little hand pressed against Leng Yichen's chest, but was firmly gripped by Leng Yichen's large hand, fixing her restless hand behind her head.
The elevator would open every few floors, each time leaving the people waiting at the door dumbfounded.
Qi Hui had just finished discussing matters with a business partner and was standing on the first floor waiting for the elevator.
Just then, her phone kept chiming incessantly. Qi Hui took out her phone, and it was messages from the company chat group.
