Xue Yang rolled his eyes and then opened the door, only to grab Yihao and drag him out with him. He forced his arm behind his back easily enough, a bit too high up to make sure he'd not be or look comfortable, and then he marched him to the elevator.

Chenglei followed behind them, feeling awkward, but looking pretty undeterred, so there was that at leas. He walked right into the lift that the guard had called down for him, leaning against the wall while he waited for Xue Yang to lead Yihao inside. He hoped he wasn't actually hurting him.