The room was soundproofed so well that not a hint of noise could be heard, which made it seem particularly serene.
Yun Ya lay on the bed, the soft silk quilt pressed against her skin, incredibly comfortable, as if she were lying in a pile of cotton. However, Yun Ya kept tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
In the middle of the night, Yun Ya got up, draping clothes over her shoulders, opened the door, and walked out. Xiao Nan was dozing off while standing guard at the door, and the moment the door opened, she straightened up reflexively, raising her eyes to look at Yun Ya.
Yun Ya glanced at her and stepped outside. The lobby on the first floor was brightly lit, as if it were daylight, and the whole building was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Xiao Nan followed closely behind Yun Ya.
Yun Ya arrived at the first-floor lobby, where the glass doors leading outside were tightly closed; they could only be opened with iris recognition.
