Shi Yi didn't care for Ouyang Hao, and Ouyang Hao wasn't very fond of Shi Yi either. In his view, Shi Yi was no different from other women mingling in the business world, with more or less the suspicion of using men to climb up the social ladder. Her entanglement with Leng Yixiu made him even more repulsed by her.
At the moment Shi Yi grabbed his arm, Ouyang Hao instinctively wanted to shake her off. But inexplicably, he didn't do so.
So he lifted his foot and lightly kicked Shi Yi's calf, "Hey, are you okay?"
In the darkness, long minutes without getting a response from Shi Yi, Ouyang Hao couldn't help but grow impatient. But soon, he realized something was wrong.
Ouyang Hao took out his phone from his pocket, turned on the flashlight, and the darkness in the elevator car was immediately dispelled by the white light. As his eyes fell on Shi Yi's unnaturally pale face, his pupils contracted slightly.
The man narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "You... okay?"
