She abruptly turned her face and fixed him with a steely gaze, "Scum, I will not go back with you again."
A simple sentence, utterly merciless, was her answer to his previous words.
Just now, in front of Mr. and Mrs. Tang, she hadn't been able to voice her decision.
She could only follow him out to clarify things.
After dropping that line, Jiayi quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, her slender hand searching in the dark car for the door button, wanting to get out.
A large hand intercepted in time, wrapping around her small hand and forcefully pulling her back into her seat, then the man twisted her small face to forcefully face him.
His handsome face suddenly turned icy, his pupils deepening.
Scum?
He had never been cursed like this by a woman in his life.
Even if the women in the past thought him cold and heartless, none had dared to curse him to his face.
