There were only the two of them in the elevator. The man, over one meter eighty tall, looked very tall and upright, while Song Xi, at only one meter sixty-seven, appeared quite petite standing beside Chu Munan.
Song Xi looked at her and Chu Munan's reflections in the elevator mirror. Her hand, resting at her side, clenched and then released. Her rosy lips moved as if wanting to say something, but in the end, nothing came out.
It wasn't until the elevator stopped on the first floor that she heard her own voice, "Chu... Chu Munan, do you like my sister?"
The elevator doors opened. The man's long legs wrapped in a suit had just stepped out when he heard Song Xi's voice. His steps halted involuntarily, yet he did not turn back but did answer her question, "I like her. Is it that obvious?"
Song Xi, "..." Her heart inexplicably ached, and she naturally understood the meaning in Chu Munan's words.
Chu Munan truly likes my sister...
