"Drive me back," Zheng Yuqi said coldly.
Her voice was very cold, devoid of any hint of emotion.
The originally apprehensive Tang Feng steeled his heart.
If he had to do time, so be it, a real man owns up to his actions.
The strong woman, no matter the circumstances, always remained assertive—her legs trembling, her lower body aching with a burning pain, but she insisted on leaving the private room on her own.
Tang Feng silently followed her out of the building and into the parking lot.
In the parking lot, a Maybach was parked there.
"Madam..." An icy-beautiful woman quickly approached Zheng Yuqi upon seeing her.
The woman appeared to be in her twenties, very pretty with a well-proportioned figure, neither fat nor thin, just right. Her every move exuded a brisk, impressive manner.
With the woman's help, Zheng Yuqi got into the car.
The woman turned to give Tang Feng a look, her eyes unfriendly.
