Duan Xingzhi was so angry with her that his whole body was trembling. He gritted his teeth and unlocked the car. "Get out."
Bai Zhi glanced at him again, then unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the door to get out.
The car door had just closed when Duan Xingzhi reversed the car and drove away. If his driving skills weren't good, he might have scraped her.
Bai Zhi was startled and stood there watching his car leave, before taking a deep breath and heading upstairs.
She knew he would regret it, but since they had already broken up, for her, there was no possibility of getting back together.
Once the sword of love has been severed, even if resumed, it would never be the same as that past affection. With this scar, every time she saw him, it would remind her of this incident, only adding to the pain.
Right now the pain might be temporary, but if it were truly that kind of pain, it would last a lifetime.
