C103 Night Shanghai

Qing Xiaoxuan's mouth was filled with bitter smiles. In the face of my anger, she still maintained her silence, not even bothering to explain. I, who knew her character too well, punched the car window with my fist. An intense pain filled my mind at this instant.

She didn't say anything. She raised my bleeding palm and kept wiping it with a tissue.

Anger, more than pain, this is how I feel