She walked outside the room.
In order to find the room card from her bag, she first placed the bouquet of roses on the ground.
Once she found the room card, she scanned it on the reader.
With a beep, she pressed down the door handle, and the door opened.
After pushing the door open, she picked up the bouquet of roses and hooked the door closed with her foot. Holding the flowers, she intended to place them back in the room first; there was a lot to do next, including showering, washing her hair, tidying up, packing, resting, and catching the early morning flight back to the country.
Holding the large bouquet of roses, she walked a few steps inside and slowly, Sheng Yi's steps came to a halt.
Facing the direction of the floor-to-ceiling window was a black leather single sofa; Sheng Yi would often sit cross-legged on it with her tablet when there was nothing to do.
Currently, there was someone sitting on that black sofa.
It was undeniably her room card.
