Wu Hao tightened his grip around the bottle that he was holding until his knuckles were bulging. A barely detectable sense of fury flashed across his eyes, and he stared fixedly at Xu Wennuan for some time. Eventually, he didn't say anything and merely lowered his gaze. When he lifted his head again, his expression had returned to normal, as if the anger Xu Wennuan had seen in him was just an illusion.
He passed the bottle of safflower oil to Xu Wennuan and stared at Xu Wennuan pouring out some oil to rub on her ankle. After some time, he stood up slowly and said, "I'll go get your car."
Xu Wennuan slowed down her action of massaging her ankle until she recalled that she had agreed to this back when he had picked her up. Without objecting to what he said, she got her keys out of her purse and handed them to Wu Hao, who held them for a moment before he turned around and left.
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