His eyes were filled with terror and fear, and his lips were trembling.
Song Yi's heart skipped a beat.
In the desolate wilderness, he suddenly showed such an expression, coupled with Song Yi just being startled by the phone.
Now her heart was in a panic, her mind buzzing instantly, as if a web had tightly enveloped her, and that web was being drawn tighter and tighter.
Song Yi tightened slightly, watching Jiang Jiayou take several deep breaths.
She forced herself to calm down: "What's wrong?"
Her voice was calm, her fox-like eyes remained unperturbed, terrifyingly serene.
Jiang Jiayou leaned back in his seat: "I seemed to hit something…but there was nothing in front, the car won't move."
He unbuckled his seatbelt, and Song Yi noticed his hands were shaking.
