The car moved steadily along the street, but Xi Muchen and Xia Wanwan in the back seat remained silent. Xia Wanwan had been startled awake the moment the man slammed the car door shut, and she could genuinely feel the anger emanating from him.
Xi Muchen, such a formidable person, she thought, it was impossible for him not to know certain things. She also guessed what was angering him at that moment. Xia Wanwan wanted to explain, but she had never seen him this angry before. Suddenly, she was somewhat frightened and, for a while, didn't know how to begin.
"Xi Muchen..." Xia Wanwan let out a sigh and finally took the initiative to speak up. She called out to him in a soft voice, timidly reaching to hold his hand, fortunate that the man did not pull away.
Before she could say anything, her hand was clasped in return by the man. Xi Muchen seemed to sigh helplessly and pulled her into his embrace, "Did I frighten you?"