Seeing the familiar figures of Yi Jun'an and Feen Ziyan,
Looking at the Maybach, in which Yi Qionghua and the two others, related by blood, yet like enemies to her, were sitting.
Su Yinxue was stunned.
She never expected.
That the one to embarrass her would not only be Feen Ziyan, but also her own father.
And Yi Qionghua and her siblings were hiding inside the car, watching her make a fool of herself.
There's nothing colder than the human heart, nothing more so than this!
Feen Ziyan, usually so haughty, was now covered in tear streaks, scrambling on hands and knees.
She rushed towards the Maybach that had flipped over in the green belt.
Feen Ziyan's high heels lay on the road not far away.
Her hair was disheveled, making her look like a madwoman in the throes of hysteria.
And Yi Jun'an's grace had turned into worry and panic.
He too unevenly rushed towards the Maybach.
The familiar sting invaded Su Yinxue's heart once more.
In this moment, she felt once again,