The elevator stopped at the ninety-ninth floor, and when Qin Yuji stepped out, the uniformly dressed waitstaff bowed with the utmost politeness, "Good evening, Ms. Qin..."
Such a grand reception instantly ratcheted up her previously relaxed mood.
A path paved with flowers meandered, guiding Qin Yuji toward her destination. It was only when she reached the main hall that she realized the expansive ninety-ninth floor contained just a single table.
Chi Jingxuan, in his black suit, sat at the other end of the table, his eyes brimming with tenderness and astonishment, which made Qin Yuji feel somewhat at a loss.
He rose to greet her, took Qin Yuji's hand, and led her to her seat before leaning in and whispering, "You look beautiful today..."
Qin Yuji blinked, "Does that mean I wasn't very beautiful before?"
"Cough cough..."
Chi Jingxuan coughed lightly and began to chuckle softly.
