She stood alertly in place and listened. Her assistant had been sent away to liaise with the film crew. The hotel was booked by their crew, so there shouldn't be anyone in the corridor, theoretically no one should see. But she still mentally recited, too careless, if she had known earlier she would have pretended, and wouldn't be so passive.
She listened carefully and discovered there were two sets of footsteps behind her, one was the sound of sneakers, quite brisk, the other was the sound of leather shoes, slightly distant but steady. Soon the brisk sound came closer, no need to turn around, it was someone's laughter: "On the phone? Quickly, Bo Yan, come see your little brother and sister."
