The visitor is the company's technical sales manager.
At this moment, his narration is fast-paced, and each word is clear and orderly, as if he is reporting on the progress of a project.
Yet there is no emotional modulation, as if he is recounting an unrelated past event.
"My wife... the doctor said she didn't suffer much when she passed, it was an acute heart attack, very sudden."
Nan Zhubin listened quietly, his fingertips resting on the edge of the chair, his gaze fixed on the visitor's face.
The information on the visitor's face flooded into Nan Zhubin's eyes.
[The brow curve is normal, no noticeable changes around the eye sockets, and the breathing rate is quite regular.]
[The corners of the mouth only twitched slightly, lasting very briefly.]
