3 PM, downstairs at the "Rumeng" company, Tian Xin hurriedly came out from the main entrance.
Zhang Shuai had driven the car over to wait for her ten minutes ago.
As soon as she got in the car, it started immediately, heading north back to Little Bay Village.
Once Tian Xin got into the car, she returned to her earlier state, silent, leaning against the back of the passenger seat with her eyes closed.
In her hands, there was now a blue folder she didn't have when she came out.
At this moment, she was holding the folder tightly against her chest.
This was not her usual habit; she typically kept such things in her bag.
Zhang Shuai glanced at it, full of questions. He resisted for a long time but couldn't hold back and asked, "Was it smooth?"
"Smooth." She replied softly, eyes still closed.
Zhang Shuai asked again, "What are you holding? Isn't it tiring? Just put it down!"
She replied, "Not tired!"
And then there was silence.
Zhang Shuai: "..."
