Chapter 286: Roll onto the Bed

He was filled with displeasure, his heart ablaze with rage, almost to the point of madness.

Yet when he saw her resembling a scapegoat, with that look of grievance, her hurt eyes, and timid demeanor, the fire in his chest couldn't burn freely as it initially tended to but seemed smothered alive instead, suffocating him.

Fu Chenlie took another step closer to her.

Wen Ran saw his movement and instinctively stood upright. One hand was behind her back holding the railing, and the veins on the back of her forcefully clenched hand were faintly visible.

He looked down at her from above, "I'm asking you, why is the paint on the front of the car chipped?"

"I accidentally rear-ended someone while driving back from dropping you off at the airport."

"Whose tail did you chase?"

Wen Ran pursed her lips, not speaking.

Mentioning "Qin Zeyu" at this moment was undoubtedly dancing on the rage meter of Fu Chenlie, how was that any different from seeking her own death?