It had been a long while before Lai Bao turned around, the luxurious sedan had already disappeared in front of the door.
Lai Bao walked out, never heading forward again. This gateway was so familiar to her, but from now on, she might never step into it again, and the people here would have nothing to do with her.
Gu Chen, this time our fate really has come to an end.
On the way back, a sports car sped past her, nearly hitting her. She screamed in shock and stumbled back several steps, falling to the ground with her hands thrust into the bushes, sharp pain transmitting from her palms.
The sports car screeched to a halt in front of her.
Lai Bao got up from the ground, lifting her right hand to see a piece of glass deeply embedded, warm blood seeping from the wound, quickly staining her palm red—it hurt a lot!
The sports car didn't reverse, just remained there, the driver showing no intention of getting out.
"How absurd!"
