C1611 Young Master Ye's Maid 1531

The voices were indistinct, in stark contrast to the harsh noise of the old box she held in her hand on the floor.

In the elevator, she quietly looked at the repaired elevator door, her face expressionless.

"Damn it, why is it repaired? I still have to climb the stairs." A woman next to her mumbled as she subconsciously looked at the woman in front of her