The car's headlights shone directly, making her eyes sting, almost bringing tears to them.
Zhao Xiaoyan immediately covered her eyes with her arm, too scared to say a word.
She vaguely saw that the car's logo was worth tens of millions, a rich person's car.
Many words had rushed to her throat just moments ago, but at this instant, Zhao Xiaoyan, with a sullen face, swallowed them all down.
Zhao Xiaoyan felt like it was the first time she truly understood what "swallowing broken teeth with blood" meant!
The grievance and sorrow crushed her almost entirely!
And all of this was gifted by her former best friend... How ironic.
The valet at the restaurant entrance wiped away the sweat from being startled and quickly stepped forward to greet Feng Huaijin.
The headlights suddenly went out, and a man in a custom-tailored gray suit stepped out of the car, walking forward step by step with an innate imposing aura.
