John had on a warm smile, like a breath of fresh air. "Just now, I saw you from the roadside and was about to come up and say hi. Unexpectedly, I happened to see a car dashing towards you, and did some disrespectful actions in a moment of crisis—hope you don't take it to heart."
"I should thank you instead. If not for you, I'd probably have already met with an accident." Elena furrowed her brows for a while as a hint of coldness skimmed over her eyes, but the tone of her voice was extremely sincere.
"If you're really thankful towards me, why don't you treat me to a meal!" John couldn't help but laugh. Regardless of the hidden turmoil in her eyes filled with coldness, she maintained her expression, never once revealing any changes in emotion.
Wouldn't normal girls be extremely scared when experiencing such an incident? However, this Elena behaved a bit too calmly—did she hide her emotions too well, or was she really not afraid?
