Qiao Yuanfei was about to explain her intention when fan yu sneered.
The sneer on his lips was filled with mockery.
What a good sentence without any malice.
She had followed him all the way to his house, and he still said he had no malice.
Then what was she going to do next?
"I don't care what your motives are, it has nothing to do with me. I'm not interested in your matters, and I can't help you. If I see you following me again, I won't be polite to you!"
Fan Yu's thin lips parted slightly, and he threw down a merciless sentence. He let go of her hand and turned around to leave.
He walked to the door and threw the key in his hand to the guard.
Very soon, the guard drove the sports car into the villa for him.
On the Empty Street, only Qiao Yuanfei was left.
This was the second time he had left his back to her.
It seemed that he really hated her..