Chapter 107: The past
In the quiet corridor lobby, a bored attendant was rubbing his fingernails when the sudden sound of a door opening broke the numbness on his face. The tightly shut doors of the International Presidents Club hall swung open, and Su Can stepped out, walking expressionlessly toward the elevators. People began poking their heads out behind him. The elevator doors chimed open, and two or three people emerged with their arms around one another's shoulders, apparently arriving for the party.
They all looked Su Can over. Perhaps the people peering out from the club had also alerted them that something was wrong. They kept glancing back at Su Can as they walked, then finally entered the club to find a complete mess.
Members of both clubs still felt a lingering tremor after the shock. People immediately helped Wei Ding Ding and Li Du out, while senior club members made calls, whether to the university authorities or to others to report the situation was unclear. Many of those present were talking over one another about what had just happened.
Lin Luoran sat quietly at a counter by the window, looking out at the city. Part of the floor-to-ceiling window reflected her face. One hand held up the hem of her dress, exposing two breathtakingly long legs, while her other hand remained clenched into a fist. She made no further move.
Not far behind her stood Liu Xiaojing in a black skirt suit, arms folded, watching Lin Luoran's back. She also knew that Lin Luoran was studying her through the reflection in the glass, yet neither woman exchanged anything of substance with the other. A floor-to-ceiling window bearing their faint reflections separated the two slender, beautiful figures, as though they stood in different planes of existence.
On this seemingly