C245 Corrosive Friendship

"Crying?"

In the car, the driver looked at Ai Xiaobei, who had just gotten into the car. His voice was very gentle. He very attentively handed her a clean towel.

Ai Xiaobei took the towel from his hand and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Thank you. I feel much better."

The woman raised her head again and her face was full of smiles