"Jiang Feng, why didn't you say anything just now?"
After leaving the refueling station, Baili Xiyue glared at Jiang Feng in fury. She had just been humiliated like that, and Jiang Feng remained indifferent!
"You're the one having a spat with someone, what am I supposed to say?" Jiang Feng said nonchalantly.
"Didn't you see him come over to flirt with me?" Baili Xiyue gritted her teeth in anger.
"Tonight, even without him, wouldn't you be venting your frustration all the same?"
Jiang Feng rested his head on his hands: "Isn't coming to a place like this just to vent your feelings?"
Baili Xiyue suddenly found herself at a loss for words!
She couldn't deny Jiang Feng was right. Even without that Mohawk, she would find someone else to race, the Mohawk just happened to bump into her.
But Jiang Feng's indifferent attitude still pierced her heart; is this really her man?!
