Xiao Yu's car was entirely in shades of black and grey, including the central armrest, which was also of a dark color series. So, when she propped her foot up there, it looked strikingly pale.
Pale to the point of being abrupt.
But the area around her big toe and her heel were rubbed pink.
The pain was real, and indeed, the red and white complemented each other well.
Sheng Shushu, of course, did not know that Xiao Yu had glanced at her feet and had these thoughts; she was lazily looking out the window. After thinking it over, she still asked:
"You took care of Old Xue for me, how do you want me to repay you?"
Being in debt to others wasn't a problem for Sheng Shushu, but owing Xiao Yu always made her feel uneasy.
Because she didn't know when he would choose to take it back, and in what way.
So, not owing him was the best option.
During the car ride, as they waited at several red lights, Sheng Shushu's gaze moved silently from the exterior to Xiao Yu's face.
