Shao Ying

If there was one thing, Zhang Mei Xing did not expect, it was that she would soon run into an interesting person while on a vacation. 

It happened in the hotel booked by her male cousin, brother of Zhang Xingjun. On the same night, after watching some fireworks show and checking out the night market, they headed back to their lodging. The entrance and lobby were half-full of people that had also just come back from their night tours. It was quarter to ten, the perfect time to retire to bed. 

Before their group of people could enter the elevator, several others rushed in, therefore they had no choice but stay on the ground floor for a minute or two, depending on when the lift would descend.