Flowing water

When Dai Jia spoke, her hands clutched the hem of her clothes tightly as she waited for Jiang SE's answer.

"Yes."

Nie Dan's actions were Swift. Dai Jia should have received the news by now.

Her lips moved, and tears welled up in her eyes. However, she did not want to cry in front of Jiang se. She turned her face away. After a while, she rubbed her face with both hands and sat down opposite Jiang se.

Even at such an emotional moment, she did not place her hands on the table. Instead, she placed them on her thighs.

Her lips were white and dry. Some parts of her face had cracked because she had rubbed it earlier, and red blood was oozing out.

"Thank you," she said.

"You don't have to thank me for being so quick."

Jiang SE's gaze fell on her hand. She smiled and looked up again.