Zhou Zimu looked at her with disgust and let out a cold, sneering laugh.
"I regret it now, but it's already too late. She's with Wen Suihan. I know... I don't have a chance anymore."
"Zimu, listen to me..."
"Get lost!"
Zhou Zimu threw the cardboard box in his hand in front of Wen Qianqian, startling her into retreating again and again.
"Wen Qianqian, I never want to see you again in my life. Just seeing you makes me feel sick. Just thinking about the days I spent with you makes me want to vomit with disgust. Get lost!"
"Zimu, I don't believe that. What you're saying is all said in anger, right? I can't be that bad..."
Zhou Zimu didn't bother with her anymore and turned to pull open the car door.
Wen Qianqian, not giving up, rushed over to try to open the passenger-side door, but Zhou Zimu locked it with the central control, and she couldn't open it no matter what, becoming so anxious that she could only pound on the car window.
