this was the first time he had said such harsh words to her since they had met.
in the past, yu tingchuan had always been very tolerant of her.
no matter what he said or did.
but now, his patience had finally run out. he had stepped on the bottom line he had set.
song qincheng curled up on the sofa, thinking about the bouquet of red roses, the card, and last night, he had hugged her from behind at the door, and his gentle tone of voice ...
after two months, they had to go in a big circle and finally return to their original position.
from the moment she had chosen to leave with meng hao under the umbrella, her heart had never returned to its normal beat. especially when she saw him smoking quietly in the car, she had felt a sense of fear. perhaps from that moment, she had already predicted what would happen next.
hence, when she was dragged out of the car, she did not put up any resistance.
