A dazzling white light shone into Liu Yajing's eyes. The huge pressure and discomfort made her unable to open her eyes.
Su Zhuoqian let go of her hair, took the wet towel from the person beside him, and slowly wiped his hands.
Liu Yajing finally forced her eyes open and cried, "I really didn't deliberately damage the car. I didn't…"
Su Zhuoqian turned a deaf ear to her and continued to wipe his fingers slowly, not missing even an inch.
Liu Yajing's defense was useless, and she could only let out a low and hoarse whimper. She knew that she was in the wrong now. When the car broke down, she had countless opportunities to report the situation. However, she did not tell anyone and even occupied the good car, causing Qiao Weiyang to have no choice but to use the faulty car.
Every malicious thought she had in the morning was now silenced by the oppressive atmosphere.
