The turbulence was just a brief interlude, but Wen Nuan's fear had a longer arc. By the time she even began to react, the plane was no longer bumpy and had returned to normal. Mrs. Wen was also noticeably pale from fright. It was her first time encountering such intense turbulence. Being high up in the air was terrifying, and such turbulence could send one's thoughts into a tailspin.
"That was really scary, Nuannuan, are you alright?" Mrs. Wen asked with concern.
Wen Nuan shook her head gently, "I'm fine." How could she be otherwise? Her heart seemed to be adrift somewhere, and the things she feared seemed unrelated to death. Noticing a gaze that was too intense by her side, Wen Nuan averted her eyes, no longer looking into Ye Feimo's eyes, and closed hers to rest.
