It wasn't until Qin Zixiao drove off with Li Xin that An Xiaoyu bent down to rub her sore ankle.
God damn, it's killing me!
Just as expected, meeting Shen Yufeng never brings any good!
That guy, he just pretended not to recognize her, and even made fun of her.
Hmph! Like I care, who gives a damn about him!
When I get home tonight, I am throwing his clothes into the trash!
As soon as An Xiaoyu got home, the first thing she did was to take the suit jacket and shirt out of the closet, intending to throw them into the trash, but finally, she gave up.
She threw the clothes onto the bed and stepped fiercely on them with her bare feet.
Stepping you to death, stepping you to death!
She couldn't vent her anger on Shen Yufeng in person, so she could only take it all out on his clothes. However, after stomping a few times, her ankle hurt even worse.