The black Range Rover sped out of the school gates, the car flying down the road in a suffocating silence.
In the passenger seat, Xu Su watched Zhou Mochen's expressionless profile, her heart aching. "I'm sorry..."
Without turning his head, Zhou Mochen cut her off. "Save your breath. We'll talk when we get back."
His eyes were fixed on the road ahead, as if he had already sobered up from his earlier explosive rage.
This state of his reminded Xu Su of her past life.
When she had just started university, Zhou Mochen hadn't yet arranged for people to monitor her daily activities. At her strong insistence, he had even agreed to let her live on campus.
Aside from having to see Zhou Mochen every weekend, Xu Su was, for the most part, free.
As a new university student, her looks inevitably attracted wave after wave of suitors.
