The man's neck was knotted with bulging veins, his whole body exuding an intimidating oppression. He stared at her for a while, apparently realizing that he had lost control of his emotions just before; he pursed his lips and slowly turned his head to the side.
Su Jian blinked in surprise and then dropped her eyelids slightly, her expression easing a bit.
After a moment, the man squeezed out two words without a trace of warmth in his voice, "Get out."
Su Jian bit her lower lip and then, without any hesitation, opened the door and got out of the car.
Zhou Lu also got out, striding arrogantly into the neighborhood with a tall and haughty posture.
On her way back, Su Jian was afraid of being followed. She walked quickly and with haste, and unluckily, she tripped in the neighborhood, twisting her ankle.
After a simple rub with medicinal alcohol, she was so tired that she fell asleep.