The girl had a delicate face, soft features, and exuded the gentle and delicate charm typically associated with Jiangnan girls.
However, the girl didn't display any emotions. Her face maintained a constant blankness, not indifference per se, but a unique feeling.
It was as though her world was entirely encapsulated.
Jiang Ruan flicked her eyelashes and narrowed her peach blossom eyes, staring silently at Qian Shen across from her.
From start to finish, Qian Shen had not said a word.
The police officer looked sideways at Qian Shen: "Was it you?"
Qian Shen didn't even blink.
No nod, no shake of the head, no words said.
His continuous eye contact with the officer seemed to be an admission.
After all, he never denied it.
Seeing Qian Shen remain silent, a few young men nearby finally let out a quiet sigh of relief.
A flash of disdain quickly passed through their eyes.
Despite her fierceness on the racetrack, she was nothing more than a fool in private.