Chapter 22 As expected... (1/2)

Inside the carriage, the air, which had suddenly frozen because of Yan Yu's glance, seemed to still carry lingering shards of ice.

Zhao Yuanyuan kept her head down, her shoulders still trembling slightly uncontrollably, and dared not make any more of a show.

Lin Xiangnan, a short-haired girl sitting next to Ruan Tang and who had been silent all along, saw everything.

Looking at Zhao Yuanyuan's humiliated and cowardly appearance, she subtly curled her lips, a hint of undisguised contempt flashing in her eyes.

Ha, it's that kind of trash again.

She'd seen plenty of men with decent looks, and she couldn't stand them.

Looking at Ruan Tang, who remained calm and composed, Lin Xiangnan felt a growing sense of approval.

This little girl looks delicate and soft, but she's not at all timid. She even smells nice, which is really comforting.

Lin Xiangnan has a straightforward personality; she thinks things through and acts quickly.

She took a bright yellow orange out of her military green canvas shoulder bag and stuffed it directly into Ruan Tang's hand.

She grinned, revealing a set of neat, white teeth, and laughed heartily.

"Hey girl, have an orange! This thing can make you carsick."

"My name is Lin Xiangnan, what's yours?"

The cool touch of the orange startled Ruan Tang slightly.

She looked up and met Lin Xiangnan's bright and open eyes, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

In a journey where everyone has their own ulterior motives, such selfless kindness is all the more precious.

Ruan Tang smiled shyly, two shallow dimples appearing on her cheeks, her voice soft and sweet.

"Thank you, Sister Xiang Nan. My name is Ruan Tang, Ruan as in 'wooden Ruan' and Tang as in 'begonia'."

As she spoke, she quickly took out two candies wrapped in red paper from the side pocket of her crossbody bag and handed them to Lin Xiangnan.

"Please have this, it's a red shrimp pastry, it's delicious."

These were her favorite snacks, and subconsciously, she shared what she liked with people she felt a connection with.

After giving it to Lin Xiangnan, Ruan Tang's gaze unconsciously drifted to the opposite side.

Yan Yu had already withdrawn his gaze at some point, and now his eyelids were lowered, his profile still cold and hard.

But Ruan Tang keenly sensed that the aura around him that had been soaring because of his rejection of Zhao Yuanyuan had now quietly become low and oppressive.

Like a large, neglected beast, it exudes a silent resentment.

This man...

How stingy!

Ruan Tang muttered to herself, feeling a mix of amusement and inexplicable soft-heartedness.

Almost subconsciously, she took out a few more red shrimp crisps from her bag.

Taking advantage of the slight swaying of the carriage, she flicked her wrist and quietly reached across the table to the other side.

Yan Yu was enveloped by an unfamiliar sense of gloom.

The young girl could interact well with new acquaintances, but she completely forgot about him, her "friend".

The words "given by a friend" just now made his heart flutter with sweetness.

But in the blink of an eye, the treatment of this "friend" plummeted?

He was feeling a pang of sadness when suddenly his palm warmed.

Then came a subtle, soft touch.

He suddenly lowered his head!

My gaze traveled through the narrow gap under the table.

A small, fair, slender, and boneless hand was rapidly retracting.

In his broad palm lay five neatly arranged red paper-wrapped candies!

Five.

There were three more than the ones given to Lin Xiangnan.