Outside the hospital, Chu Xi was dressed in a mint-green spaghetti-strap dress, paired with ankle-length leather boots. Her exposed skin was fair and captivating. Her coffee-colored curly hair cascaded over her shoulders, revealing a stretch of snow-white neck and prominently visible collarbones. She stood obediently next to the black Bentley, waiting to get in.
Standing beside her was a tall and handsome man at six feet one inch. At first glance, the handsome man and beautiful woman painted a scene so picturesque it could pass for a romantic drama.
Li Shengxiao hadn't said a single word to her the entire way. His expression remained cold and indifferent, as though she didn't exist at all. Not until he walked out of the hospital and reached the parked car did he finally pause to open the door.
At that moment, Chu Xi circled to the other side and pulled open the passenger-side door.
But just then, a detached voice came through, "That seat's already taken."
