Su Xiaonuan pushed open the heavy side door that she had not noticed, just to retrieve the fallen brooch.
Inside the door is another world.
The air was cold and smelled of high-grade wood mixed with some kind of elegant fragrance, which was in stark contrast to the stuffy air outside the corridor.
She was like a sudden drop of water, splashing into the calm and deep pool.
The huge oval conference table was filled with people in suits and ties, and every face showed a solemnity that did not belong to an ordinary occasion.
All conversation stopped abruptly.
Dozens of sharp gazes were directed at her, with displeasure at being interrupted and with indifference as they scrutinized the intruder.
She had never been watched by so many important people at the same time.
