The bloody blade flashed before his eyes, and the anger in Leng Zimo's heart gradually subsided.
He let go of the steering wheel, turned sideways, and wanted to help her unbuckle her seat belt.
"Don't touch me!" Luo Xiaoqian roared, noticing his bloody left hand, she froze in place, "Your hand..."
Leng Zimo turned his palm and took a look. There was a blur of blood on his palm. Even he didn't know when his hand was injured. He just glanced at it, and then stretched out his hand again to secure her body.
Untie the belt.
Retracting his palms and letting the seat belt retract by itself, he sat back down in his own position.
"sorry!"
Luo Xiaoqian had already pulled the door handle and was about to open the car door. When she heard these three words, her whole body froze.
He said, sorry?
Did she hear it right? A person like him would also apologize?!
Turning her face, she looked at him doubtfully.
He was compromising with her. Over the years, he had always been the one to control everything, but this time, he respected her opinion, although he believed that competition was the best choice for her.
But, since she wants to quit, then it's up to her!
Leng Zimo stared ahead, "If you don't like to continue participating in the competition, I can transfer you to Emperor Vision. You will start as a signed singer. My promise is still valid!"
Years of being strong have already become instincts and habits in his bones, and he has never even said sorry to anyone.
Luo Xiaoqian didn't understand how difficult it was to say these three words from the mouth of the person in front of her!
She just regarded his compromise as another means of imprisonment.
Just saying sorry and want her to forgive him?
So what if I'm transferred to Emperor Vision? I'm still under his control.
Did she think he was sincerely apologizing? How could someone like him apologize to her?
However, it is just like raising a pet, giving it a good beating and then throwing a sweet date to comfort it.
Turning around, Luo Xiaoqian pulled the car door again, trying to open it, but no matter how hard she tried, the door just wouldn't move.
He is locked!
He has already apologized to her, but she still wants to leave?!
Leng Zimo looked at her actions and raised his eyebrows again, "Don't forget, we have an appointment. Before you win, you must fulfill your duty as a lover!"
Holding the steering wheel, he started the car again.
The black Hummer roared and rushed into the fast lane. The car drove all the way back to World City. Neither of the two said a word. The atmosphere in the car was as stiff as if it was about to freeze.
Get off the car, enter the elevator, and exit the elevator.
Luo Xiaoqian raised her left hand, pressed the code, opened the door, and then took his slippers like a servant.
"Please change your shoes, and then ask you to wait on the bed. I will go and clean myself now!"
There was no anger on her face, and her voice was calm and emotionless, as if he was a completely unrelated stranger.
What did she think of him?
Prostitute|Customer?!
What does she think of herself?!
Leng Zimo's suppressed anger finally reached its peak. He grabbed her and pushed her against the wall.
"Luo Xiaoqian, what do you want?"
Yes, he was wrong. He knew that he had misunderstood her and that she had suffered a lot tonight.
He was already trying to make amends and even apologized to her, what else did she want from him?
