Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (17)

'My life has been ruined by you.'

'You can still continue to be the president of the Fengtian Group, but I have fallen into the dust, ruined.'

Qiao Ruoxi looked at him calmly. "Mr. Feng, can I go now?"

Her eyes were clear and bright.

This pair of eyes that seemed to have magical powers seemed familiar.

At this time, Feng Yunan did not think too much about it. He only felt that Qiao Ruoxi's audacity had crossed his bottom line, and the anger in his heart intensified.

"Get lost!"

His thin lips moved slightly and a word popped out between his teeth.

Feng Yunan shook her off. Qiao Ruoxi's back hit the car door and hurt.

The Rolls-Royce came to a sudden stop by the side of the road. Qiao Ruoxi got out of the car as if she was running away.

The black luxury car sped away. Qiao Ruoxi stood under the sun, her body drenched in cold sweat.