She followed the two people in front, not too close or too far, and as she watched the intimate actions between the two of them that shouldn't have been, her hatred for Cenhuan grew even more.
Cenhuan looked at the car that stopped in front of her and calmly got in.
As she sat in the car, she clearly felt the pricking sensation on her back, as if being stabbed by a needle. Thinking about that Miss Xu still following them, Cenhuan quickly ducked into the car.
Xu Xinrui tightly pinched her own hand, watching Cenhuan get into Lin Jinfang's car. Momentarily, she seemed to see him help Cenhuan fasten her seatbelt.
But, remembering how distant he appeared every time he saw her, her fingers dug fiercely into her palm.
The man she set her sights on, how could she let him belong to someone else? No matter what means she had to employ, she was determined to win Lin Jinfang.
