"Xiaosi! This is not some joke!" Zhiyuan burst out in fury, "If you had any misunderstandings about me, you should have talked to me instead of keeping it to yourself! I would have cleared everything. But no. You went ahead and assumed stuff on your own and in that whole mess, you did…" he clenched his fist, "...you did that to Caihong."
"Forcing yourself on a woman is not a small thing!"
Xiaosi silently clenched the headrest of his seat tightly in his fist as if he wanted to tear it apart.
"Yeah...it's indeed not a small thing," he muttered to himself, trying to control his rage.
Caihong couldn't keep up with the conversation at all. She was shaking the whole time in panic. She never wanted Zhiyuan to know that she was raped. She felt embarrassed and shameful.
Tears refused to stop. She tremblingly took a few steps back and ran away from the room.
The pained expression on her face and her wet cheeks made Zhiyuan even more furious.
