C214 Eighteen Two(1)

On the ride back, Mengyao sat in the backseat, watching Xiao Tian play a game on his phone, her expression complicated. Several times she opened her mouth to speak, but the words wouldn't come out. She bit her lip, feeling increasingly pressured by the many sides of Xiao Tian she had been witnessing lately. Today’s events had especially left her feeling uneasy.

“Who are you