The parking lot in front of the hotel was large, but only a few cars were eligible to park here.
The distant noise contrasted sharply with the surrounding silence.
Shi Su tried to lean her neck back, her eyes wide open as she looked at Jing Jihan, who after fastening her seatbelt, didn't step away immediately and remained silent.
Their eyes met for a long time, long enough for her to clearly see the dark ink gathering in the man's eyes.
She raised her hand, pulled the extra men's trench coat over herself, yanked the collar forward, pulling it up to cover half her face, then glared at him warily.
She had drunk alcohol herself, so she couldn't smell if there was booze on Jing Jihan, unsure whether he had been drinking or not.
