At that moment, Song Yi, seated in the passenger seat, dared not even breathe. He believed he must have drunk too much on Fu Shinian's behalf during the dinner, which is why he subconsciously cautioned Fu Shinian, who was resting with his eyes closed in the back seat:
"Mr. Fu, the person ahead seems to be Mrs. Fu."
No sooner had he spoken than Song Yi regretted it, as no one knew better than he how the chill from behind struck him; but it was too late to regret, and he wished he could hide in a crevice, although Mr. Fu hadn't uttered a word yet.
Only when the car slowly stopped at the villa's entrance and Song Yi opened the door to let him out did he glance at him faintly:
"You've been talking a bit too much lately."
Song Yi: "..."
