The car sped through the night. Shu Ni, who was sitting in the passenger seat, made no sound. It was so quiet that she seemed as if she didn't exist.

Yan Junci thought she was crying silently, so while waiting for the red light, he reached out and lifted her buried head.

Shu Ni's face was clean, without any trace of tears at all. Because of this, the slap mark became particularly conspicuous.

Yan Junci narrowed his eyes, and the anger that he had just suppressed ...