Aunt Fang stood outside, also faintly seeing the situation in the car; standing there only added to the awkwardness, so she quickly left.
There was no one else around, and the atmosphere quieted down. After a long while, Huo Jingting was the first to speak and break the silence, "Xiaoqiao, what exactly are you afraid of?"
Gu Nanqiao was startled, her movements of straightening her clothes paused, her face expressionless, "I don't know what you mean."
"You've grown up under my watch, no one knows you better than I do, I've said it, there's no need to play dumb with me." He sat up straight, took out a cigarette from the pack and lit it, waited a moment before putting it in his mouth, leaning back in the seat with a cool and indifferent gaze, "I know you're afraid."
As his voice fell, he leaned slightly towards her.