When the elevator opened, Emma and Haoran quickly entered as there were several people behind them. And since Haoran was the closest to the elevator's floor button, Haoran asked the people behind him which floor they were headed to.
"12th floor, please," answered a fat man who kept looking at his watch. He was carrying a large suitcase, probably containing documents. He gave a nod to Haoran with a grateful expression. His head was a little sweaty, and it was clear he was eager to arrive at his destination as soon as possible.
"The restaurant on the 20th floor, please. Thank you," said the beautiful girl with brown hair tied in a ponytail and a pair of sunglasses that hid her eyes. She didn't wear any makeup, and they could see her freckled cheeks, but she looked naturally stunning. She wore a washed out jeans with a white shirt and a thin gray scarf.
