Wen Shuya, though young, had a past beyond the reach of ordinary people.
In those experiences, she had seen all kinds of people and had also honed a sharp eye for observation.
So even if Wang Chen's disguise was quick, the fleeting unusual expression in his eyes had been captured by her.
However, seeing through Wang Chen's thoughts did not mean she would insist on prying until the end.
Because the things that made Wang Chen hesitate to speak probably had to do with some privacy issues.
And since she and Wang Chen had just met and were not yet familiar, it would seem somewhat impolite to keep asking if he did not wish to speak.
So after brief consideration, Wen Shuya did not ask. Instead, she took out a pen and paper from her bag, wrote down a series of numbers, and handed them to Wang Chen, "If you need help, feel free to call me anytime."
Wang Chen took the note and smiled, "I'll keep your number, but there really isn't anything."
