Everything will turn out alright, won't it? she thought.
It had been raining since morning, continuing until night.
All day the drizzle persisted, until night fell and the city was still enveloped in a fine rain.
"Squeak—"
The car tires rubbed against the ground and kicked up splashes of water, coming to a stop.
Wu Qing was the first to jump out of the car, opening an umbrella before walking around to the passenger side to open the door for Sun Qing.
"Ah Qing, do you want me to carry you down?"
"No need."
This address made every hair on Sun Qing's body stand up. Grimacing with her waist injury, she descended from the car and tucked herself under his umbrella.
It had to be said that Wu Qing, though a bit of a playboy, was quite adept at picking up on a woman's thoughts, especially when it came to little life details. He was quite the gentleman and particularly meticulous. Today, he had made thorough preparations and was escorting Sun Qing slowly toward the interrogation area.
