Henry turned around and his gaze finally focused on her face.
The little woman in a beige trench coat still looked clean and fresh. However, there seemed to be a trace of sadness in her eyes that had not completely faded, and had been captured by him.
His eyes deepened. He didn't say anything, and only nodded slightly.
"Well, I drank a little."
Zoe forced a smile.
The man was really good at lying. With such a strong concentration of alcohol smell in the car, how could he drink just a little?
He clearly drank a lot!
However, she was not in the position to care about her, and was too embarrassed, so she pursed her lips and stopped talking.
Jack turned around and asked her with a smile, "Miss Zoe, where do you live?"
Zoe recited her address for Jack to enter into
