C737 I Care too Much

Xinling followed Nie Zeyu out the door and got into his car, feeling incredibly tense. Her hands were clenched into fists, and cold sweat was forming on her forehead. She knew she wasn't in a good state and, despite wanting to hide it, she couldn't.

Nie Zeyu noticed her discomfort and gave her a curious look. "Xinling, what's going on?" he asked.

Before she could respond, he suggested