She's not a Simple Girl

Shen Zhilie's pursed lips became increasingly taut. He quickly entered the lift first.

"Which floor?" Fang Tongtong entered the elevator and reached out her hand to press the button for the door.

Shen Zhilie did not speak. He pressed the button for the elevator to head up.

His expression still seemed dark. He remained silent as he carried Ye Qianqian and stared at the reflective surface of the elevator door.

At that moment, not just Ye Qianqian, but Fang Tongtong also could tell that that man seemed to be rather unhappy.

Could it be due to what she had said earlier?

Fang Tongtong felt that it was highly possible. After she took one glance at Shen Zhilie, her heart felt weak.

Ye Qianqian noticed the expression on Fang Tongtong's face. She pursed her lips even tight as she closed her eyes shut to pretend not to notice anything.

Ding!