The two of them were so entangled in a display of affection, that Su Junhao, sitting in the car, looked extremely displeased, as if he was enveloped in ice in an instant.
Yang Qian thought he was upset with her, so she pitifully said, "Young Master Su, I, I really didn't lie to you, don't listen to Yanyan's nonsense, she just loves to gossip, she's always been that kind of person."
As soon as she finished speaking, Su Junhao still didn't say anything, but his hands clenched into fists, his entire being radiating a chilling aura.
"Young Master Su, you, don't you want to take responsibility for my hand? It was you who did this to my hand, and now I've even lost my job." Yang Qian continued to whine in the car.
Su Junhao suddenly exploded in anger, "Get out!"
