Nie Han moved to get into the car. Song Yuanchao stepped forward to hold the door, his hand instinctively going to the frame as he said, "Watch your head, Miss."
Nie Han smiled and thanked him, but then paused, feeling something amiss. She reached out and poked his waist. "What’s that bulky thing under your jacket?"
Song Yuanchao flushed at being prodded in the side. He took a half-step back and muttered, "A prosthetic hand."
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