"Ding——"
The elevator doors stopped at this floor. Qin Youxuan nodded politely, escorted by the staff, and smoothly stepped into the elevator.
Just as she turned around, out of the corner of her eye, she glimpsed Jin Chenye standing next to the recently pulled open office door, standing with his hands clasped.
Qin Youxuan met his obsidian-like eyes and momentarily trembled.
When did he get there?
Did he hear everything she had just said to the journalist?
The hand holding Qin Youxuan's bag tightened a little. Her pretty face was filled with a stubborn glow, without any attempt to avoid his gaze.
The elevator doors slowly closed, and Qin Youxuan's tense nerves relaxed as she watched the man slowly disappear from her view.
"Bam——"
A hand suddenly blocked the elevator door and then a tall figure squeezed in through the gap.
Qin Youxuan, looking at Jin Chenye who suddenly appeared in front of her, was taken aback and retreated, backing directly onto the elevator door.
