Tang Yin
The bob haired woman ran after the blue sports car furiously. But how could a human compete with a car? She did not manage to catch the culprit and only managed to see the person's back, the silhouette of a tall man and a mop of shimmering silver hair.
Grrr, the bastard! So upsetting!
She touched her forehead gingerly. It was swelling.
Your mother, her flawless skin was blemished now. It better not leave any scar. How much would it cost her to buy a decent cream? Even though she came from a very wealthy family, she herself could not afford to use such luxury at the moment. It has already been more than three years since she started living independently without their help. She was still mad at them.
She absolutely would not come back home unless they pull out the engagement!
While ruminating of many reasons on why she needed to persevere, her phone rang. With a sullen face, she took out her phone and looked at the screen.