Inside the luxury car, Meng Jingyi sat as straight as a little schoolgirl, not daring to look at the man beside her.
She thought that Xiao Heng must be livid at the moment. When facing Wen Jiaren earlier, she didn't know what happened; she was led into a trap by just a few words from her.
Xiao Heng's face looked even worse than it did at Jiabao Pavilion, and his entire body exuded a chill.
"Um..."
After a long silence, Meng Jingyi finally couldn't stand the quiet anymore. "Um, Xiao Heng, don't be angry. Actually, Sister Jiaren is a good person. Being able to follow her might be my Luck, right?"
Xiao Heng stared coldly straight ahead, not even glancing at her.
Meng Jingyi touched her nose and sneaked a peek at him. Could it be that he felt embarrassed because he was restricted earlier, so he's this angry?
So, she looked him up and down again, finally extending a finger to poke his arm. "Are you okay? Does it hurt?"
