Li Fengchang's eyes flashed with a deep shade as he reached out to hold her hand, but the moment his fingers touched her, she violently recoiled.
"..." She was actually that afraid of him.
After a long silence, a muffled voice came from her, "I... I want to go home."
Li Fengchang looked at her for a while, "Okay, let's go home."
With concise agreement, he closed the car door and drove home.
On the way back, the speed of the car was steady.
By the time they arrived at Shuiyue Restaurant, it was already nine o'clock at night.
From afar, he could see Leng Ying waiting there, but even as the car drove into the courtyard and stopped, he didn't come over; he just stood at a distance watching.
Leng Ying knew the young master's temper well, he wouldn't approach without being summoned.
The car stopped in the courtyard, but no one got out for a long time.
Inside the vehicle, the atmosphere was oppressively heavy, almost suffocating.