Getting into the chauffeur-driven car, Ouyang Hao turned his gaze to the woman beside him and said with a half-smile, "Lin Yixun, you've really opened my eyes today."
Ouyang Hao had to reassess the woman beside him. Sometimes, she was timid and numb, enduring his bullying with silent acceptance.
But other times, she was like a hedgehog, untouchable. Take tonight, for example; she even dared to provoke Leng Yixiu. Did she not know that Leng Yixiu could easily make her disappear with just a flick of his finger?
Ouyang Hao was somewhat curious about the relationship between Lin Yixun, Leng Yixiu, and Cheng Ying, but since there were others in the car, he didn't ask.
He thought that even if he did ask, he wouldn't get an answer. This blockhead was so stubborn that if she didn't want to talk, even prying her mouth open wouldn't work.
Seeing Lin Yixun holding herself tightly, her lips turning purplish, Ouyang Hao said to the driver in the front row, "Turn on the heat."
