Mei Qingyang's mind went into a frenzy. She had no idea what she should be answering. She had not prepared for this situation at all!!
"I…. I…. ", her head hung low and eyes darted around; she was still thinking what to answer him. At least she had hidden her access card inside her inner clothes. Sometimes, foresight worked wonders.
"Hey! You forgot this.", a guy behind them called out for her with a pen in his hand.
She turned around and saw a handsome man in his 40s handing the black and golden pen to her. He was dragging his wheelchair all alone.
"Oh, thank you very much! You did not need to bring it to me all the way.", she bowed politely to the man.
