"Have I really ceased to exist in your heart?" Gao Han asked painfully.
"Yes, you no longer exist in my heart. I'm in love with Jun Mochan now. How many times do I have to say it for you to understand?"
"I'm not resisting you, I despise you, I wish you were dead, do you understand?" Ye Ranran raged.
Gao Han laughed, "Your anger seems like a cover-up. I know I've made many mistakes, but rest assured, from now on, I will treat you well, and only you."
Ye Ranran found that, despite all she had said, it was like playing guitar to a cow; he didn't hear a single word.
She tried to open the car door, but found it locked.
"Don't waste your energy. The car won't stop unless I tell it to," Gao Han said, utterly composed.
Looking at his face close at hand, Ye Ranran didn't hesitate to slap it.
"Slap." A crisp sound resounded in the car.
Gao Han touched his slapped face, his smile unchanged, even his dense eyebrows seemed to ripple softly.
