Li Yeqi walked to the parking lot with an icy face. Nangong Xiu didn't expect him to save any face for her, so she pushed the car door open and ran after him. "Brother Yeqi, why are you angry? Don't worry, I'm not threatening you; I just want to help you."
Li Yeqi, tall with long legs, quickly walked a considerable distance. By the time Nangong Xiu, in her high heels, caught up with him in the parking lot, he had already started the car and was driving toward her. She spread her arms to block the black Maybach zooming toward her.
The man sat in the driver's seat, the streetlight casting a glow on his profile. He looked coldly at the girl standing in the middle of the road, pressed the pedal slightly, and the car accelerated toward Nangong Xiu.
Nangong Xiu watched in horror as the black sedan rushed at her. She saw the cold man behind the wheel—did he really intend to run her over?
