Fu Yanshen's hand, raised in a fury, ultimately froze mid-air, the tips of his fingers trembling lightly from the violent surge of emotion.
Even in the heat of anger, he still couldn't bring himself to touch her.
In extreme pain, Fu Yanshen's eyes filled with hatred as he looked at her, then violently shoved Mu Chenxi away.
Mu Chenxi, already extremely weak, fell hard to the ground despite Fu Yanshen's attempt to control his strength.
Fu Yanshen's pupils contracted sharply.
His first instinct was to rush over to help her.
But the thought of her heartlessness,
made Fu Yanshen stagger back step by step, turning awkwardly to flee.
His emotions teetered on the brink of loss of control; he was afraid that if he lingered even a second longer, he wouldn't be able to resist strangling her to death.
After climbing into the car, Fu Yanshen's only thought was to leave this place as quickly as possible.