When they got into the car, Bo Jinchuan was the one who helped her.
However, from the beginning to the end, he kept a straight face and pursed his lips tightly.
Even now, he hadn't said a word.
Needless to say, Shen Fanxing knew that he was angry.
The gloominess and coldness emanating from him seemed to be the most serious in history.
It wasn't that she had never seen him angry before, but it couldn't be compared to now.
He was suppressing it.
That was true. Things were different now.
"… Sorry, I can't sit at home and wait for news! Besides, there are some things I need to do personally."
Shen Fanxing's apology didn't garner any response from Bo Jinchuan.
He didn't even look at her.
Shen Fanxing leaned back in her seat and sighed softly. She closed her eyes tiredly.
Bo Jinchuan drove silently into a huge European-style manor.
