She nodded, "Alright."
Soon, Cheng Xinghe came downstairs, and Wu Jing obediently followed behind him.
As long as he doesn't trouble Qin Lang, and as long as he leaves the Qin Family, she can do anything.
His car was parked outside, and after he got in, Wu Jing willingly followed him.
She was very afraid he might stir up some trouble.
The driver was still in the car, "Young Master... Young Madam."
He greeted Wu Jing, who came up.
After Wu Jing got in the car and sat next to Cheng Xinghe, she felt herself breathe a slight sigh of relief.
A large hand suddenly reached over, grabbing her wrist. She looked up at him, a hint of confusion in her eyes. The next moment, he had already lowered his head and kissed her hard... hard!
Even though the driver was right there, he didn't care.
He was not usually this kind of person!
His large hand cradled her face in his palm, as his lips brutally ravaged hers, his chest feeling as if a fire of anger was stifling him.
