He spat out a short sentence, but it was a bloody and cold one.
The driver couldn't help but take a deep breath. Noticing his tense face, he didn't dare to ask any more questions. Along the way, he felt that the air in the car had stopped, so he secretly opened the window. Even though it was a cold winter night, he wanted to let in some fresh air.
In the villa, Tong Lu stood on the balcony for a long time, enjoying the night breeze. Where was he going in the middle of the night?
Was he angry? She just wanted to be at ease.
Tong Lu felt that she still believed in him deep down. Even if he and Guo Ying did have something going on in the past, it was all in the past. Who did not have a past? her first love was Shi Yang. The future was more important, but she could not help but worry about it.