Xue Feifei truly hadn't expected Yu Sixing to be so shameless. Caught off guard, she wasn't quick enough to resist. By the time she thought to retaliate, Sixing already had a grip on her wrist. She was at a disadvantage and for some unknown reason, there were always people streaming in and out through the fire exit door.
——This wasn't a trick that Sixing had planned. It was just a coincidence that the elevator was being repaired that day. Two out of the three elevators were out of service, leaving only one operating. This pushed people to use the stairs.
Just when Xue Feifei decided to fight back, several passersby walked by - some of whom threw curious glances at her. One child, about four or five years old, pointed at the two huddled in the corner, "Mama, what are those two doing?"