She quickened her pace out of the changing room, her movements betraying a hint of haste.
Seeing this, the attendant immediately approached with a respectful attitude, asking, "Miss Yuzhu, do you need me to take you to the private room? Master Pei and Madam have been waiting there."
Jiang Yuzhu nodded lightly, smiling gratefully at the attendant.
"Thank you, please take me there." Although her tone was calm, her heart was filled with apologies, for she knew her lateness might displease the elders of the Pei Family.
The attendant led Jiang Yuzhu through the hotel's grand lobby to a carved wooden door.
The copper plate at the door bore the inscription "Plum, Orchid, Bamboo, Chrysanthemum," revealing an air of traditional elegance.
Jiang Yuzhu stood at the doorway, her cheeks tinted with a delicate blush, her expression one of both anticipation and nervousness.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm the nerves inside, but even so, her palms were slightly sweaty.