Shen Qingqing was almost driven to tears by Jiang Zhixun's shameless actions.
She reached out to grab her luggage.
Jiang Zhixun reacted quickly, stepping back two paces, refusing to return it to her.
"Give it to me."
"Come back to the compound with me."
Jiang Zhixun's attitude was unyielding, leaving no room for compromise.
Shen Qingqing thought her divorce application had been approved, and everything would go smoothly once she returned to Beijing.
She hadn't expected Jiang Zhixun to toy with her like this.
Moisture welled up in her eyes, threatening to overflow at the corners.
Her eyes stung, her nose too.
Her chest felt even more suffocating and uncomfortable.
Shen Qingqing quickly lowered her head, burying the lower half of her face into her scarf to hide her emotions.
She took a few deep breaths to steady herself, barely suppressing the urge to cry.
After a few seconds of waiting, Jiang Zhixun still didn't return her luggage.
