"..."
How was she being noisy?
Chi Enen didn't care about that, and looked at him worriedly, "Li Beijue, are you okay? Were you feeling unwell just now? Did the seatbelt pull on the wound on your shoulder?"
His face turned so pale suddenly, she was really worried.
The images from just a moment ago were still vivid in her mind. Li Beijue's gaze at her was filled with complexity, locking onto her face, which was identical to the one in the images, without blinking. The feeling of unease from earlier hadn't disappeared; just the thought of her sitting in the Rolls-Royce rushing into the sea felt like his heart was thrown into a meat grinder, tightening in waves!
He quickly suppressed the erratic tightness in his heart, and suddenly his voice turned hoarse, "Chi Enen, look below."
"What?" She was still worried about his body and didn't react immediately.
Li Beijue had already turned her head, directing her to look down.
"Look below!"
