Leaving the villa, Chi Jingming's phone already had a dozen missed calls from Luo Peirou.
Feeling a slight headache, Chi Jingming threw his phone aside, started the car, and sped home.
In the Chi Family Mansion, Wang Lin, who was applying a facial mask, looked at the still faint burn scars on her face and thought of Qin Yuji's unruly demeanor on that day, shivering with anger.
Her chest heaving, it wasn't long before she felt like she couldn't breathe; Wang Lin raised her hand and sent the mirror on the table crashing to the floor.
A crisp sound ensued, and suddenly there were broken shards of glass scattered all over the ground.
Footsteps were heard, and then, Chi Jingming appeared at the bedroom door. Seeing him, Wang Lin felt slightly relieved and asked with concern, "How has it been, have you enjoyed your time with Peirou these past few days?"
"Mm, not bad."
