He angrily threw her onto the passenger's seat, not caring where her head would hit. Huangfu Ye coughed heavily a few times, swearing under his breath. What the hell did this woman eat growing up to be so strong!
His face was burning painfully. He took out a mirror and looked at himself. Half his face was scratched, leaving two bloody streaks.
Huangfu Ye was so furious he almost passed out. He glared angrily at the woman next to him, who he had thrown haphazardly. Tonight—she was doomed!
He would make her pay a hundredfold for his humiliation!
When An Xiaonuan woke up, all she could feel was an unbearably painful headache. It was as if she had been whacked with a stick multiple times. She tried to massage her head, but her hand didn't seem to be responding. She tried again, but it was still no good.
She forcibly opened her eyes and made another attempt, which was met with the sound of clanking...
Lifting her head, she saw her hand handcuffed to the bedpost.
