Sitian was in a daze, her hand gripping her hair, her clean features twisted in pain. Her words seemed to jolt her awake, "I didn't mean to..." She instinctively lowered her head, "I'm sorry, Young Master Mu, I apologize."
After speaking, she took a step back, increasing the distance between them.
Mu Yunshen's face was extremely dark, but Ye Huan was not a safe place and not suitable for lingering. He still had Xu Yan escort everyone to leave first.
In the business car, Yan Chu leaned back with his eyes closed in the back row, while Sitian sat next to him, leaning her head against the cold car window, occasionally raising her hand to press her temples, as if trying to alleviate the headache.
Mu Yunshen and Mo Lier sat in the front row. The spot on his shoulder where he was hit by a bullet was bandaged tightly. He turned to look at the clearly very uncomfortable woman behind, and said in a low voice, "Is the car going too fast, making you dizzy?"
