Jiang Qingli paused and glanced back toward the restrooms. "I came with someone..."
"So?" Ye Linyuan said, lifting his gaze to the attacker who was still unconscious nearby. "Don't you want to know who he is?"
Without a second thought, Jiang Qingli nodded. "I do. Can you find out who he is?"
"This is my turf," Ye Linyuan huffed. His long, slender fingers gently pinched her cheeks, turning her to face him. "Come with me."
After mulling it over for a couple of seconds, Jiang Qingli started walking, heading for the elevators first.
She even had the nerve to find him too slow, grabbing his arm, hugging it to her chest, and pulling him along like a giant doll.
From Ye Linyuan's point of view, he only had to lower his gaze slightly to see her fair profile and the faintly upturned corners of her lips.
She was clearly in a good mood.
'He'd thought she would have been frightened by the encounter with the rampaging beast, but this made sense, too.'
