Upon entering the elevator, the doors began to close slowly. Just as Tang Yu was about to relax, there was a bang, and a hand stopped the elevator doors—
"Ah!" Tang Yu cried out in alarm, stepping back and pressing herself against the wall of the elevator.
When the elevator doors slowly parted, revealing the man's profound and sharp features, Tang Yu's body went limp, clutching her chest, "You scared me to death!"
Ye Sihan's tall frame entered the elevator, and the light inside dimmed significantly.
The elevator doors closed on him again, making the already oppressive space feel even more suffocating.
"Was it me who scared you, or was it the sight of you and Ye Yuli being intimate that did?" Ye Sihan's presence emitted an air of low pressure.
Only then did Tang Yu realize that Ye Sihan must have been behind her, and he must have witnessed her interaction with Ye Yuli.