Lin Anqiao did her best to control her expression, ensuring there wasn't the slightest hint of anything amiss. Yet, the pain in her stomach felt as if it would overwhelm her at any moment. She forced herself to straighten her back and flashed him a nonchalant smile. "I’m going to the restroom."
Before the man could respond, she hurried toward the restroom. Her subtle facial expressions had already betrayed her. Song Hanjiang’s face darkened, and he followed her regardless.
"Where does it hurt?" the man asked, his voice low with an upward inflection. "Your stomach?"
Chapter 20