When a tiger fell to the plains, even dogs bullied it. Led by a waiter, Xu Bingning walked with composed steps in her high heels into the exclusive elevator adorned with gold and jade.
As her slender white fingertip pressed the button for the 99th floor.
The heavy elevator doors slowly closed, swallowing her alluring, shapely silhouette clad in black stockings.
At the exact moment the elevator doors shut.
Screech!
A piercing sound of tires scraping erupted outside the revolving doors on the first floor of the Hilton Hotel.
Riding a battered shared bicycle he had rented by scanning a code, Chu Feng executed a wild drifting brake and stopped beneath the marble steps.
His eyes were bloodshot, as though blood might burst from their corners!
He could only watch helplessly as Xu Bingning's breathtakingly beautiful figure—the sight that haunted his dreams—vanished behind the slowly closing elevator doors.
He had still arrived one step too late!
"No!"
Chu Feng suddenly threw back his head and let out a desperate, utterly tragic howl, like a cuckoo crying blood.
His pupils contracted to pinpoints, and it felt as though an invisible hand had brutally crushed his heart.
Without pausing for even a second.
Chu Feng tossed aside the shared bicycle and, like a rabid stray dog, lunged into the hotel lobby in a single bound.
Covered in mud and reeking with an indescribable biochemical stench, he charged straight at the waiter who had just guided Xu Bingning.
Bang!
Chu Feng thrust out his rough hand, grabbed the waiter by the collar, and lifted him up as easily as if he were a chick!
"That woman in black stockings just now! What floor did she go to?!"
With a ferocious expression, Chu Feng sprayed spittle as he roared at the waiter like a