Lu Shishu quietly lay in his arms, for once not causing any trouble, not making a fuss, nor resisting. She was actually quite tall, but leaning against him at this moment, she still appeared very delicate and endearing.
When the elevator doors opened, Nan Jiayan glanced down at the delightful girl in his arms. With a slight tightening of his grip on her, he planned to step into the elevator with his long legs, but unexpectedly, an old couple stepped out and, seeing Lu Shishu in his arms, exclaimed, "Isn't this Shi Shu from the 15th floor? What happened?"
Nan Jiayan was startled, pausing his step and looking at the old couple. Seeing that they could call out Lu Shishu's name, he politely nodded in acknowledgment: "She's drunk."
"How much did she drink to end up like this? Is she alright?" The old lady, seeing Lu Shishu's discomfort, was also deeply concerned.
"It's okay, I'll take good care of her, no need for you two to worry." Nan Jiayan politely nodded again.
