Not taking him seriously, Ye Wangchuan looked at him lazily and leisurely, as if, compared to his deep hatred, he was a noble young master who was strolling. "I'll count to three."
Shadow looked at the infrared sensor on his temple again, warning him.
Utterly humiliated, he took a huge breath and said to Qiao Nian, "Apologies, Miss Qiao."
Ye Wangchuan did not let him off. "You reclusive family people use one word to apologize?"
Shadow knew he was dissatisfied. He gritted his teeth and lowered his head. "I'm sorry, Miss Qiao."
Ye Wangchuan's smile faded, and his eyes narrowed slightly. "Remember this clearly. This is not a place you can come to whenever you want. Know your identity."
Shadow quickly opened the door and got in.
He stepped on the accelerator, and the black Land Rover left like an arrow leaving the bow, disappearing from their view in the blink of an eye.
