Ning Xixi was shielding her chest with her hands, her whole body blushing with embarrassment.
"Do you enjoy bullying me?"
Her accusatory question, tinged with the sound of crying, made Ji Yebai's jaw clench tightly into a straight line.
How could he possibly be happy!
He! Was! Not! Happy! At! All!
His gaze fell upon Ning Xixi, his breath deepened, and he averted his eyes.
Damn it, he couldn't carry on looking, or he feared he wouldn't be able to control himself any further!
Ji Yebai grabbed his jacket and stormed out, slamming the door behind him.
Ning Xixi slumped to the ground, hugging her knees, shrinking into a ball in fear…
...
The black Cayenne seemed as if it wanted to blend into the night.
As the car window rolled down, a click from the lighter, and Ji Yebai shielded the tiny flame with his hand, lighting a cigarette.
