The air in the hotel lobby was cool and quiet. Li Zhi suppressed the fluttering in her heart, but she squeezed Shen Yuan's hand tightly in return, as if every step was taken with firm resolve.
The lobby's interior was elegant and understated. The marble floor was polished to a mirror shine, a stark contrast to the humid air from West Lake outside.
A faint scent of incense permeated the air.
Only one staff member, dressed in a smart uniform, was on duty at the front desk.
Shen Yuan led Li Zhi straight to the front desk. He noticed her fingers tighten slightly again, and her palm was even a little sweaty.
He understood what she was feeling, but his expression didn't change. He simply squeezed her hand more firmly, silently reassuring her.
"Hello, we have a reservation."
Shen Yuan placed his ID on the polished, dark wood counter, his voice steady.
The front desk clerk took the ID with a professional smile, her eyes subconsciously glancing at the young woman beside Shen Yuan.
