Xia Mingcheng turned around and left, and he didn't see Yuan Yuan's reluctant, indignant and hideous expression in the taxi. Her ugly face scared even the driver.
In the car, Yuan Yuan's character was no longer as gentle. Her face was filled with mania and her veins bulged as she cursed, "What are you looking at?"
Yuan Yuan vaguely felt that there was something wrong with her mood. Not only that, she also felt that her thigh was especially itchy. She scratched it a few times, but it was so itchy that she wanted to tear off the skin.
The driver was curious about this bad-tempered, two-faced woman at first. After all, before getting into the car, she had been so gentle in front of that handsome young man.
