She used to always suppress herself, afraid to speak her mind. She held a sense of fear toward the world and everyone around her. When she was little, even if she was bullied, she wouldn't dare to say anything, not even cry.
All those youthful emotions were buried in her heart. After so many years, now that she has Jian Yi, nothing else matters as much. She can finally say this: I hate you, I hate you all.
Jian Yi curled his lips and wrapped an arm around Mo Xunxun's waist: "Let's go."
They left the airport and got into the car.
Jian Yi asked Mo Xunxun, "Running into them just after getting off the plane must have put you in a bad mood, right?"
Mo Xunxun shook her head: "No, on the contrary, I feel really good now."
Because she could finally face the people she hated, no longer afraid of them. Just thinking about how she dared to hit someone with her hand today made her feel excited; her hand was still trembling a bit.
