C181 You Hurt My Leg and You Won't Let Me Go

I hit him when he said one word, and I didn't stop until he stopped looking at me.

And my hand was raised in front of him, carrying a thick threat.

He didn't dare to say anything and turned his head, feeling wronged.

I sat in the back seat and looked out the window. I didn't notice that Cheng was frowning when he looked at me through the rearview mirror.

Half an hour later