The small ball that initially formed as dubiety in Chang Shuxin's heart, now ballooned out, darkening her senses with fear.
Nina fathomed out her plot! When did she find out and how?!
Intuitively, Chang Shuxin wanted to shrink back, but the door panel counteracted that as well. However, slowly the coolness emanating from the brass number-plate affixed to the shutter, penetrated into the exposed skin of her back, eroding the anxiousness.
They were already in front of the lion's den! So what if Nina caught on to the situation? She couldn't salvage it anymore, could she?
The sudden cognizance that circumstances still favoured her, re-established smugness in Chang Shuxin. "Which helping hand are you talking about? Care to remind me? Tee-he!" She only managed to laugh a count, before her face twisted in pain; especially, the corner of her lips. The raised corners were painstakingly reinstated.
