The golden hues of dusk melted across the glass windows of Mingyuan International Hotel, casting a warm, honey-like glow over the black marble floor. Ling Yu's shoes tapped softly as she walked through the staff corridor with a clipboard in hand, her steps neither rushed nor relaxed.
Her part-time job at the hotel wasn't very glamorous; it was mostly about running errands, managing customer check-ins, and occasionally being asked to fill in for absent staff. But it paid steadily and offered anonymity, something she valued more than gold in this life.
If she worked a few jobs like this, not only could she hide in a safe place for a long time, but she also wouldn't need to worry about others scheming behind her back.
She had just finished her shift manning the evening lounge when Xiao Mei, one of the service staff, came to her with watery eyes.
