Anger, when it reaches its extreme, turns into a piercing cold indifference. Ou Mingxuan stood there, unable to utter a single word for a long time…
"Xia Yuxun, these are your words!" Ou Mingxuan enunciated each word clearly.
In the end, he finally gave up, closed the car door with a slap, and left in a cloud of dust.
The heavy sound of the closing car door echoed in her ears as Xia Yuxun's heart felt icy cold, yet her face revealed a barely perceptible trace of hysteria and resolve.
Senior, I am sorry! I am truly sorry!
It is me, poisoned too deeply, beyond redemption. No one can save me, no one can…
"If you regret it now, it's still not too late."
Leng Sichen's voice came from behind her, void of any warmth.
Xia Yuxun's body stiffened for a moment, then she let out a low, mocking laugh, "Is it me who wants to back out, or is it you?"
Leng Sichen was briefly stunned, then, filled with anger, he forcefully opened the car door.
