He must have been unable to resist last night and went out to find some woman.
So, he's come back well fed and satisfied.
And here she was, worried about running into him early in the morning and feeling awkward, thinking too much as it turned out.
Men, why would they ever wrong themselves?
He simply looked down on her, that's all.
At the thought, Mu Yin felt a sudden tightness in her chest, but she only curled her lip and silently retracted her hand, thinking it's better to show weakness and soften up at this point.
However, as soon as she thought that, tears truly welled up in her eyes.
What the hell was this; she couldn't even figure it out herself and hurriedly bowed her head to wipe them away, which only made her look more pitiable and vulnerable.
"What happened?" Bo Fengheng got out of the car, his dark eyes sweeping over like a deep ocean of stars, coolly passing over her moist eyes that glowed, feeling as if stung by something, slightly uncomfortable.
