This part of the speech, Chen Xiao still spoke very quickly. He leaned casually against the chair, but his peripheral vision constantly targeted the woman beside him, and his hand never left the car door even for a second...
During this period, he noticed that this woman, radiating an intellectual beauty, though her expressions turned contemplative, saddened, surprised, puzzled as he spoke, all her emotions seemed incredibly natural, flowing logically, perhaps... she had never panicked, or rather, she had anticipated everything.
The car steadily stopped in front of a traffic light. After the night's wait, her sorrow had slightly faded, replaced more by fatigue. Rubbing her dry eyes, she said faintly, "Continue, I'm listening..."
