Yet those lightly trembling long lashes, like startled butterfly wings, revealed her tumultuous inner emotions.
Involuntarily biting her lower lip, her slender fingers unconsciously twisted the door handle, her fingertips slightly whitening.
At this moment, the young girl wished she could hide away, but the slight upward curl of her lips honestly hinted at the tinge of sweet panic in her heart.
Song Xin, sitting in the driver's seat, took in the sight of the young man and woman completely.
Her gaze lingered over Lin Li and her daughter one more time, finally turning into a barely audible, amused sigh.
"Oh, that's nice."
Song Xin said nothing more, just reached out her hand, and with a soft click, unlocked all the doors of the car.
"Goodbye, Mom!"
Chen Yu Ying almost immediately pushed open the car door, darting out of the car like a nimble fish.
