Stunned for a while, He Qimo finally responded.
A pair of dark eyes erupted with boundless coldness, freezing enough to make one's skin crawl with goosebumps.
Shen Jian妮 locked eyes with him, realizing her defeat, swiftly got off him, obediently sat on one side, and didn't say another word.
In the back seat, He Qimo angrily wiped his lips with the back of his hand, not knowing what he recalled, his eyes showing a trace of pain and sadness, turned his face to look out the window...
He Qimo remained silent, Shen Jian妮 saw his expression reflected in the glass window and naturally knew what he was thinking...
To be honest, why He Qimo dragged her into this matter.
Even after knowing him for all these years, she had seen him even when drunk able to control himself, but last night was an exception.
Flashes of Gu Zixuan's news came out a few days ago, and she knew.
