C117 Her Sadness

On the plane, Han, sitting next to Lo Shaoqian, had been wearing an eye mask since boarding, remaining still as if asleep.

"Han, it's time for afternoon tea. You should have something to drink," Lo Shaoqian gently suggested.

Han shook her head without responding, still leaning back, her expression hidden beneath the eye mask.

"Are you feeling airsick? Take off the mask so I can check