"Alright." Rong Zhi tucked her chin slightly, gracefully taking the clothing. The man gentlemanly opened the Hummer's rear door, and before she climbed in, she gave him a deep look.
It was evident this vehicle was custom-made for important figures, with a special partition nailed between the cabin and the back seat, covered in dark velvet, creating a small private space once the door was closed.
Though not large, it was a rare moment of stability amidst the ravages of war.
Rong Zhi lowered her long eyelashes as she quickly put on the bulletproof vest.
The warzone imposed an instinctive pressure, urging one to hasten their movements unconsciously.
"I'm ready, Bai Su." The young man pushed open the door, about to alight, when warmth pressed at his side; the man's elegant and handsome features appeared in her line of sight, with a slight smile at the corner of his lips: "Zai Zai, move over a bit."
