Stingy for That 100 (2)

Song Qingchun, who noticed the light, also turned around. Through the windshield, their eyes met.

Their call had already ended a long time ago, but he was still holding the phone to his ear singlehandedly. The moment their eyes met, even over the distance and through the blinding headlights, she managed to notice his features relax. In fact, it felt like she had seen the usual calm man sigh in relief, as if his greatest worry had been solved.

Song Qingchun's first impression was that she had seen wrongly. She blinked to get a better look, but Su Zhinian's car shot past her at extreme speed. She was blasted in the face with a harsh and sharp shot of wind. It reminded her of how he was as a person.

The car made a sharp U-turn further ahead and ground to a halt before Song Qingchun. Through the sound of tires chafing on asphalt, Song Qingchun could detect the smell of burnt rubber.