Qin Mobai lives on the thirty-seventh floor, and at this time, there was no one going downstairs, so the elevator did not stop in between.
Lou Xi watched as the elevator numbers decreased bit by bit, little thoughts stirring in her mind.
She didn't speak, nor did Qin Mobai; the elevator was engulfed in an eerie silence.
In fact, Lou Xi wanted to personally thank Qin Mobai. Earlier, with Bai Lu present, she felt some words couldn't be said in front of her.
She always felt that there were little secrets between her and Qin Mobai that others shouldn't know.
Watching the numbers change from thirty-seven to twenty-seven, then to seventeen, if she didn't speak up soon, they'd reach the floor.
Lou Xi hesitated for a moment, then slowly turned around.
Looking up, she suddenly discovered that the man with a calm disposition was standing in the elevator, his posture tall and straight, with his hands in his pockets, gazing at her with deep eyes.
