She didn't want to go back to that horrendous place, prison, anymore.
Qin Youxuan walked quickly to the driver's side of the other car, about to knock on the window, when she saw the car door slowly open.
A pair of very long legs emerged first, cloaked in suit trousers. Despite this, she could still sense their solid strength as they firmly planted on the ground.
A fair hand grasped the edge of the car door...
Qin Youxuan's eyes flickered, and she couldn't help but take a few more glances.
The hand appeared to be feminine, very fair, incredibly delicate...
But...
During Qin Youxuan's moment of hesitation, the person in the driver's seat had fully emerged, stopping directly in front of her.
"You hit my car." His fluent English was delivered in an indifferent tone.
"..."
Qin Youxuan stepped back, looking up at a man much taller than herself, in seeming shock as she met his silver-white eyes.
Silver-white, someone actually had silver-white eyes...
