Han Chu glared at Ye Shuang in resentment all the way back to the apartment while sitting in the passenger's seat.
Along the way, Ye Shuang attempted to speak a few times, but she was ignored by Han Chu. After parking her car and getting into the elevator, she could no longer hold it back and pressed Han Chu against the elevator wall firmly.
"Brother Han, the more I think about it, the more I think it's strange." Ye Shuang had mustered her courage before this, so it was natural that she said everything once and for all. "Your dad's character seems to be pretty similar to yours. Although you sounded determined earlier, was it reverse psychology that you were doing?"
People who were older were usually calmer. However, that did not mean that there would not be an exception.
