Li Qiao entered the underground elevator and glanced at the venue distribution map on the wall before pressing the button for the fifth floor.
As the elevator ascended, Li Qiao leaned against the wall with her head down, her right leg slightly bent over her left, exuding an air of casual laziness yet also an inherent, bold pride.
At that moment, with a 'ding', the elevator stopped at the third floor.
The ornately carved elevator doors opened smoothly to each side, bringing a breeze that fluttered her bangs.
Li Qiao raised an eyebrow and looked up, and two strikingly broad figures clad in black entered her view.
Outside the elevator, Shang Yu, wearing a black shirt and trousers, stood at the forefront, his collar casually unbuttoned to reveal prominent collarbones.
Liuyun, also in black, lingered half a step behind.
Under the warm yellow light of the cabin, Li Qiao's gaze met Shang Yu's dark pupils without deviation.
He returned?
