"Hey, I haven't even decided to leave yet. What gives you the right to decide for me?"
Ningwan angrily questioned Zhan Hanjue after being pushed into the car by him.
Zhan Hanjue closed the car door with a stern face and ordered the driver, "Drive."
The car started moving. Zhan Hanjue pressed something that separated the front and back, turning the back into an independent space.
Ningwan's face showed panic as she subconsciously retreated, retreating until she couldn't go any further.
"Zhan Hanjue, what do you want to do?"
"Ningwan, haven't you recognized your own identity yet?" Zhan Hanjue looked at her with deep eyes.
"Identity? Zhan Hanjue, you deceived me. I haven't even settled the score with you yet, and now you want to hold a grudge against me? I hid my identity as Bai Zhi from you, but you also lied to me about your eye condition. Moreover, no matter what, I helped cure your eyes, and this is how you treat your benefactor?" Ningwan challenged aggressively.
