As soon as they squeezed into the private elevator, Ye Wan yanked Lu Changchuan's collar, standing on her own feet, glaring at him with coquettish annoyance. "This is all your fault!"
She'd clearly just been dozing off, brain foggy, acting spoiled for a moment, that was all.
But as the family member of a celebrity, he actually had zero self-awareness, and just straight-up carried her out like that?
"Okay, blame me…"
Lu Changchuan nodded, pulled the girl into his arms and hugged her as he said, "Don't worry, no one's going to notice."
"You sure?"
Ye Wan was skeptical.
Lu Changchuan nodded. "Sure."
From the private room door to the elevator was just over a hundred meters, and the stretch that could be seen by people in the lobby was only a mere ten-plus meters.
Wanwan's head was completely buried in his chest, and the only things showing were the hem of that smoke-gray dress and the pair of black high heels on her feet.
A swath of skirt.
A pair of shoes.
