I saw a figure walking slowly out of the revolving door.
His youthful figure was wrapped in a perfectly tailored dark gray cashmere coat, and he walked with a steady and calm demeanor. His short black hair was meticulously styled, and he wore delicate silver-rimmed glasses on his nose.
Behind the lenses, the extremely rare gray-blue eyes were looking over calmly at this moment, and their gaze was like an ice-hardened blade, accurately falling on the frozen face of the tall security guard.
It is the clear stream of the night.
He had just finished a long morning meeting and was on his way to the president's office on the top floor to process some documents when he happened to pass through the lobby.
The air seemed to freeze in an instant. The arrogance and impatience on the security guard's face seemed to be frozen by the cold wind, shattering in an instant, leaving only huge astonishment and a hint of unspeakable fear.
"Boss...Ye!" The security guard's voice changed. He hurriedly withdrew his hand, stood at attention, and put on a flattering smile on his face that was uglier than crying.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Night! I didn't know this old man was... your guest! I'll just..."
Ye Qingliu didn't look at him, not even a glance at him.
His gaze passed over the security guard's stiff body and fell on the old man who was hunched over, holding the cloth bag tightly, and trembling slightly all over.
Sun Guixiang also heard the familiar voice and opened her eyes in disbelief.
When she saw the figure standing inside the revolving door, the one who had given her warmth and hope in the cold night, her turbid tears could no longer be contained and burst out! It was him! It really was that little boy!
The huge grievance, helplessness and relief of surviving the disaster intertwined together, making it almost impossible for her to stand.
She subconsciously took a small step forward, tears streaming down her wrinkled face, her lips trembling. She wanted to shout that name, but she couldn't make a clear sound because of excitement and choking.
There was no emotion in Ye Qingliu's gray-blue eyes, as if the panic of the security guard and the tears of the old man were just background noise.
He took a step forward and walked directly past the security guard who was standing as stiff as a statue. With steady steps, he walked straight to Sun Guixiang.
He lowered his eyes slightly, and his gray-blue gaze fell on the old man's face, which was covered with tears and abnormally flushed due to violent coughing.
He saw the great fear in her eyes and the faint light that suddenly appeared when she saw him. He also saw her hands tightly holding the cloth bag, her knuckles turning white from the force.
"Follow me." Ye Qingliu's voice was still cold and calm, without any greetings or unnecessary questions, just three words, clear and direct.
He didn't explain anything, nor did he look at the silent security guard, as if the suffocating expulsion had never happened.
He turned and walked towards a nearby elevator marked "VIP Only." He walked slowly, as if waiting for the elderly man who was limping behind him.
Sun Guixiang woke up as if from a dream. She was so surprised and uneasy that she didn't know what to do.
She hugged the cloth bag tightly, not bothering to wipe the tears from her face, and hurriedly took steps with her weak legs, staggering to follow the cold figure.
The security guard who had been so arrogant before now lowered his head, not daring to breathe, and watched the two people walk towards the elevator that symbolized absolute status and power.
The elevator door slid open silently, revealing a spacious space inside covered with soft dark gray carpet. The air was filled with the faint cool scent of cedar.
Ye Qingliu walked in, pressed the door open button, and waited quietly.
Sun Guixiang stood at the bright elevator door, looking at the scene inside that seemed like another world, then looked down at her dusty old cloth shoes, her steps hesitant, her face full of uneasiness.
She was afraid that her shoes would dirty the incredibly clean carpet.
Ye Qingliu seemed to sense her hesitation. He didn't urge her, but just stood there calmly, his gray-blue eyes looking at her through the lenses, with a kind of silent tolerance and waiting.
Finally, Sun Guixiang plucked up the courage, carefully lifted her foot, and almost stepped on tiptoe into the elevator.
She stood close to the cold metal wall, her body tense, trying to minimize her presence, even breathing lightly.
The elevator doors closed silently and ascended smoothly. The small space was unusually quiet, with only the slightest sound of movement.
Sun Guixiang could clearly hear her own beating heartbeat and suppressed breathing.
She secretly raised her eyes, looking at the tall and cold back of the young man in front of her, looking at the neat hairline under his short black hair, looking at his dark gray coat with straight shoulders, her heart was filled with an unreal trance.
Soon, the elevator stopped at a certain floor, and the door slid open silently. Outside was an even quieter, softer-lit corridor, the air filled with the quiet scent of paper and high-quality wood.
Ye Qingliu walked out first.
Sun Guixiang hurried to catch up. On both sides of the corridor were heavy wooden doors with gold-plated nameplates hanging on them.
Ye Qingliu took her to a door with a sign that read "Ye's Charity Foundation·Director's Office" and knocked twice.
The door immediately opened from the inside. A middle-aged woman in a well-dressed business suit, with a capable and calm demeanor, appeared at the door, her face showing just the right amount of respect and a hint of subtle surprise.
When her eyes fell on the old woman with tattered clothes and an uneasy expression behind Ye Qingliu, her surprise instantly turned into understanding and a hint of solemnity.
"Director Lin," Ye Qingliu's voice remained clear, "Ms. Sun needs to apply for medical assistance. Please handle it personally and activate the A-level green channel. After verifying the information, it will be implemented immediately."
His tone was declarative, with unquestionable decisiveness.
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