363 A Thousand Bottles of Correction Fluid (3)

Ji Yi didn't know what to do; all she knew was that her thoughts were running wild, so she figured she'd get up and walk to calm her breathing a little.

She circled the hall aimlessly with no idea how many times she brushed past the elevator that He Jichen and Xia Yuan stepped into. Suddenly, before she could think things through, she was already inside the elevator.

Ji Yi's room was right next to He Jichen's room.

When Ji Yi reached her floor, she stepped out of the elevator and walked down the long corridor towards her own room.

When she walked past He Jichen's room, Ji Yi saw that his door was actually half open.

The light from inside shone brightly, illuminating the ground in front of his door.

Out of curiosity, Ji Yi sneakily glimpsed into He Jichen's room.

He Jichen sat on the sofa, signing a receipt.

An attendant was standing next to him, waiting with a smile on her face.