The two did not converse at all during the entire journey back.
The temperature between them had dropped to lower than zero.
Mu Sihan held onto the steering wheel with one hand and a cigar in his other hand. His handsome face was completely tense while his eyebrows were furrowed deeply. He kept exhaling long breaths of smoke, as if only nicotine could relieve the stuffiness he felt inside his chest.
He did not look at Nan Zhi again. He also did not have the face to look at her after doing such a brutal and animalistic thing to her.
She was right. He was a devil and pervert.
He was not worthy of getting her affection.
It was normal for her to despise and hate him!
Nan Zhi hugged her chest with both her hands tightly. She leaned against the car window as she stared blankly out of the window with completely reddened eyes.
She was so empty and confused that it seemed like someone had sucked away her soul.
