132 I'm Done Playing

His motorbike skid on the gravel driveway of his house. He kicked the stand clumsily when he got off. He didn't even bother removing his helmet and just stride inside his house. He wondered how Dana must have felt coming here for refuge only to find his ex-girlfriend. 

He couldn't blame Dana for being angry at him. He would be too if the situation was reversed, and he had no one to blame but himself. He knew Mei was nothing but bad news, yet he allowed himself to be within the grasp of that manipulative bitch. 

He marched angrily to the left hall of the house where guest rooms are located. He didn't expect her to be still in his house. How shameless she could be to return and stay even after being thrown out. He gritted his teeth in anger. 

"Young Master Wang," he called him bowing earnestly with his hands folded in his lower abdomen.