Before she could finish speaking, Jing Min pulled her outside.
Halfway there, Chu Wuyang forcefully shook off his hand.
Jing Min paused, a hint of coldness creeping into his eyes.
"You still want to go back?"
She gritted her teeth and replied,
"If you're leaving, you'd better take my things with you."
He didn't speak, he just stood there.
Chu Wuyang glared at him fiercely.
"How rude!"
Jing Min watched her turn away, his lips twitched, but he ultimately remained silent.
Until the car door slammed shut, the noise from the outside world was shut out through the car windows.
He finally sat in the driver's seat, closed his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then chuckled softly, revealing a restrained grit.
She could stand side by side with Yang Jinchu, smiling, and let others misunderstand their relationship without offering any explanation.
But as soon as he gets close, she becomes completely evasive and distant, as if she wants to avoid him at all costs.
He must be really sick to agree to her secret marriage scheme.
His fingers tightened little by little as he pulled out his phone, dialed a number, and spoke in a low, hoarse, and cold voice.
"Let's get started."
There was a pause on the other end.
"Are you sure you want to start now?"
Jing Min's eyes were as deep as the ocean, and his tone was calm to the point of being cruel.
"Isn't the Wen family currently working with the Australian healthcare fund to secure financing?"
"yes."
"Tell them to withdraw their investment."
"The sooner the better!"
"clear."
The call ended.
He remained seated, motionless.
His knuckles gripped the steering wheel so tightly that they turned bluish-white.
My Adam's apple bobbed, my heart pounded heavily in my head, and my temples throbbed with a dull ache.
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