Wen Ruoshui and Nangong Lengyu widened their eyes in disbelief. As they looked at the young lady who had been smiling and talking to them just now, everything suddenly became illusory.
Her body was becoming transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a moment, she had become transparent.
The window in the room was open, and a gust of wind blew in. The young lady's figure disappeared quickly like smoke, leaving them with only her last smile and goodbye.
Jun Shiyan had just stepped out of the elevator when he saw the young lady running to the door. Her body started to turn ethereal, and he knew that she was leaving. When he strode over, the young lady had already disappeared. There was only a faint fragrance left in the air.
Wen Ruoshui and Nangong Lengyu's dilated pupils quickly returned to normal. Their minds instantly went blank until they saw Jun Shiyan standing at the door.