There was a slight distance between Guiying and Zixin as they walked along the length of the corridor. In that short amount of time, Guiying confirmed her observation that Zixin talked only to the point. He spoke as much as necessary. From his expression, it might seem that he is indifferent to the conversation, but his eyes showed that he seriously listened to everything.
She asked, "Getting used to your job after the accident must be difficult, right?"
Zixin paused. "Not a job. My family owns a company. Tomorrow, I will go back."
Guiying was taken aback.
Wait, it makes sense.
His attire was quite elegant and classy that just oozed out the wealthiness from his aura. Everything he donned upon his body was quite expensive.
I am only an idiot to notice that now, she facepalmed.
She smiled. "That's even better actually. You won't feel too anxious with your family's support."
He nodded. "What do you do?"
