The trauma she suffered on the professional racing circuit had already made her will incredibly resilient.
So even if she felt any emotions, she rarely showed them. Or rather, she didn't need so much attention and comfort. She was the kind of girl who was often overlooked.
At that time in the car, Miao Ying didn't start the engine right away. She just sat silently in the driver's seat, making Zhou Wang unsure whether she was waiting for him to tell her where to go or waiting for something else...
Eventually, Zhou Wang decided to try a gentle approach. He coughed lightly and asked, "Ying Tao, you must be tired from shopping for so long, right? Want to rest for a bit before we continue?"
"...Okay."
Miao Ying just nodded.
So Zhou Wang spoke again, "The front seat seems pretty cramped, how about... we move to the back?"
