Finally, the silver Mercedes pulled up in a grove of coconut trees on the coast, stopping near their seaside apartment.
The moment the car stopped, Qianxue hurriedly opened the door, crouched behind a patch of mangrove bushes, and vomited until her stomach's discomfort had been expelled.
By the time she stood up her legs had already started to give way. She leaned against the coconut tree, weakly watching the furious man approach her step by step, like a cheetah closing in on its prey.
"Why do you degrade yourself like this?" Leng Chenxuan's eyes narrowed, flashing with extreme displeasure. Shadows from the trees cast a stormy demeanor on his handsome face.
Qianxue looked at him, silent, simply watching him. She hadn't expected him to be this angry.
