Chen Zhi opened her eyes in astonishment and saw Si Ye's arm stretched out in front of her.
His fist had extended through the shattered car window, and blood was still dripping from his hand.
He had, incredibly, smashed the car window with a single punch...
Such terrible rage!
Chen Zhi's body couldn't help but shiver with fear. She kept her eyes open, like a startled rabbit, not daring to move an inch.
Si Ye withdrew his hand, his face expressionless, as if he couldn't feel the pain in his hand.
Seeing that Chen Zhi was being obedient, he finally started the car and drove back to the villa.
Throughout the drive, neither of them spoke. Si Ye's hand continued to bleed, untreated.
When the car stopped, Si Ye was the first to open the door and get out. Chen Zhi followed, but she didn't want to walk into the villa.
She admitted the villa was big and beautiful, very convenient and comfortable to live in.
