Chapter 95: Yan Yufeng, you still refuse to let me go? 14
After she was completely gone, Xia Xiaoxi slowly got up from the ground. The blood from the corner of her mouth had already overflowed. She also had a few scars on her arms, her knees were scraped, and her school uniform was torn by them.
Now, she is in such a desperate state that she is vulnerable.
She endured the pain and walked towards the black car, tears already silently moistening her eyes.
If she had known this, why bother in the first place? Maybe if she had not been so harsh just now, she would not have suffered such an end.
Dragging her tired and weak body to the car, she saw Yan Yufeng still sitting there motionless. She was disheartened and even more tired. His indifference pierced her heart like a sword.
, the pain was too much for her to bear.
Why is he so indifferent? Didn't he see that he was hurt? If he didn't say a word of concern, he should at least give him a look of comfort?
She shook her head, laughing at herself for being stupid, laughing at herself for being stupid. All of this was his instigation, and how could he feel sorry for her and care about her? When she was beaten and bullied, he didn't rush over to applaud her.
If he applauded, that would be considered a mercy on his part.
The driver saw Xia Xiaoxi dragging her heavy footsteps over. He hurriedly ran out of the car and opened the door for her. Seeing her helpless look, he felt a little distressed, but did not speak. The owner did not speak. He
As a servant, why should I be so sentimental?
"Ms. Xia, be careful." The driver carefully helped her into the car. Looking at her thin body, he was really worried that something might happen to her.
What's wrong with young women nowadays? They all like to use violence, show no pity at all, and have no sense of femininity. The driver, Lao Chen, cursed secretly in his heart.
After getting in the car, Xia Xiaoxi felt weak and uncomfortable all over her body. She leaned against the window and breathed heavily. The pain all over her body did not go away because of the relaxation of her body. She still felt the same pain as before, tired and even...
It hurt even more, because her heart was hurt, heartbroken, and heartbroken.
She glanced sideways at Yan Yufeng, still sitting there calmly, without any expression, not even a frown, seeming to ignore her existence, and her tears could not stop flowing out again.
He knew that all this was his work. He instigated others to hurt her, and how could he care whether she was hurt or not? Even if she was beaten to death in front of him, his heart would not twitch.
How could he, such a ruthless, cold-blooded animal, pity others? Maybe, she really thought too much.