Wu Wei walked slowly towards the hotel, the crisp "click-click" of high heels and Xia An's slightly urgent call came from behind: "Wu Wei, wait a minute!"
The corner of his lips curled slightly, she really did follow.
Wu Wei stopped, turned around, and wore a trace of impatience for being interrupted: "What do you want?"
Xia An jogged to him, slightly out of breath, her ample chest rising and falling.
She raised her face, her moist big almond eyes showing just the right amount of innocence and plea: "I feel like there's some misunderstanding between us, can we... find a place to sit and talk?"
Wu Wei happened to have something he wanted to ask her, so he nodded: "Okay."
Wu Wei also had things he wanted to ask him, thus nodded in agreement: "Alright then."
The two walked into the Ritz-Carlton Hotel, one after the other, directly taking the elevator to the 38th-floor executive lounge.
