Meng Sihan had never been this troubled in his life.
After finally making their way through the crowded streets, the two of them arrived inside the mall. Just as Meng Sihan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he followed An Yin to the elevator.
On his aloof face, he glanced around at the sea of heads.
"There are a lot of people. Stay behind me."
The young girl was clearly accustomed to this kind of crowded life. She carefully observed the elevator while holding the cake in front of her chest with both hands, looking quite busy.
Meng Sihan suppressed his inner impatience, "Hmm."
"The elevator over here is open, hurry up and follow..." An Yin shouted excitedly to the people behind her as she saw the elevator doors slowly opening.
Meng Sihan watched the crowd rush into the elevator, then looked at the girl's delicate figure and frowned, "Let's wait for the next one."
