"How can you not eat?" Su Chaoyang didn't heed her objection.
Mu Xiangwan suddenly flared up again, "I just don't want to eat, aren't you annoyed? Take me home or let me out of the car!"
As she raised her voice, it triggered a pain in her lower abdomen. It felt as if something was pressing heavily on her, causing her stomach to cramp painfully. Her face paled instantly, and she involuntarily bent over.
The man noticed something was amiss and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Are you still cold?" With that, he turned up the heat a bit more.
Mu Xiangwan was at a loss for words. How could she muster the courage to tell Su Chaoyang she was menstruating? So she gritted her teeth and bore the discomfort.
Seeing her expression, Su Chaoyang became even more anxious, but he had no idea what was wrong with her.
