"Huang Ying, I'm over here." Li Yan walked over quickly.
In that moment, he already saw Huang Ying's embarrassment and helplessness. His heart ached, and he hurriedly wrapped his arm around her shoulders, giving her some psychological comfort.
"You're here..." Seeing him coming over, the already awkward Huang Ying showed a shy smile. Standing beside him, with his arm around her, that floating, rootless helplessness from just now instantly felt like it had found something to lean on. Never mind that this was a five-star hotel—even if it were some high official's grand mansion, she wouldn't be scared anymore.
