The cold and stern man leaning on the back of the chair didn't even glance at her, his face still tense, expressionless, "I don't want to hear you talk."
She really didn't do it on purpose, she just forgot. It was okay that Li Beijue got angry at first, but as he remained like this, she felt uncomfortable as well. Furrowing her eyebrows, she suddenly said to the driver in front, "Stop the car."
"What are you going to do!" The man radiating a cold air finally deigned to look at her, his eyebrows furrowing.
The driver slowly pulled the car over to the side.
Chi Enen reached out to pull on the car door, her face taut as she said, "I want to get out."
A storm suddenly gathered in Li Beijue's eyes, almost swirling into a vortex. Abruptly, he reached out and grabbed her wrist.
