Looking at the driver engulfed in silence, Zhong Nianyao still sat there without any extraneous movement, appearing to be in a daze, yet seemingly deep in thought.
Han Xin and Lu Fei glanced at each other, both surprised in each other's eyes. They shifted their gazes away but did not speak again; their eyes remained fixed on the driver.
The driver whispered to himself, "It's all my fault, I've harmed the child. It's all me, I deserve to die. If only I could do something that wouldn't implicate the child, I certainly wouldn't hesitate."
His eyes were murmuring to himself, but from the corner of his eye, he kept stealthily glancing at Zhong Nianyao, as if trying to gauge something from her expression.
Zhong Nianyao sat as if she hadn't heard a thing, her demeanor completely calm, and she didn't even seem to be intending to speak.
Watching Zhong Nianyao, the driver grew anxious. Everything he had done was for his family, yet he had never intended to harm his child.
