Ye Chen drove the BMW, flooring the gas pedal as he headed towards the villa.
Bringing Avril home as a guest tonight was an absolute mistake. Already somewhat presumptuous to begin with, Avril's misleading words only made things worse. He had no idea to what extent Su Xiyue was angered now. Just when their relationship had started to warm up, Avril had gone and muddled everything.
The villa was brightly lit. Ye Chen carefully opened the door, tiptoeing in.
The dining table had been cleaned spotless, and the dishes were all washed. Everything in the living room was deathly quiet; presumably, at this hour, Su Xiyue was still upstairs working. She must have heard the sound of his car parking and knew he had returned.
After the battle earlier, Ye Chen's clothes too had become somewhat tattered. He took a bath when he returned to his room and changed into a set of pajamas.