Zhang Qian didn't go to the restroom but wandered around the lobby instead.
The incense in the lobby was unlike that of any other hotel.
A light scent with a hint of sweetness, reminiscent of a perfume He Tang had used before.
Zhang Qian arrived at the elevator, his hands in his pockets, watching the numbers rise.
His mood started to become agitated and restless.
Just as he was lost in thought, a figure rushed from behind and accidentally bumped into him.
Zhang Qian frowned and turned around to see a strong young man, about 180 cm tall, standing in front of him.
Luo Ye had eaten something bad and was rushing to find a restroom; he ran too fast, his sneakers skimming over the smooth, mirror-like marble floor, causing him to slip and bump into Zhang Qian.
Luo Ye quickly apologized, "Sorry, I accidentally bumped into you."
Zhang Qian glanced at him. The man looked young, about 26 or 27, dressed in athletic wear, with high white socks, clearly someone into sports.
"It's okay."
