Ten minutes later, Xu Zijin walked out of the Chinese restaurant with no expression on his face.
The conversation with Yan Yinuo ended in discord.
Just like every previous occasion.
Yan Yinuo firmly and clearly rejected any of his conditions.
That heart of hers had always been closed to him, no matter how much he did, that door wouldn't open.
Xu Zijin's obsession and persistence began to wane and loosen.
He had ways to forcibly keep Yan Yinuo by his side, but what awaited him was her overwhelming hatred.
This forced yield will never be sweet.
He didn't understand this truth before, but now...
Xu Zijin seemed to start understanding the meaning of this saying.
Walking by himself for over a hundred meters, the oppressive weather mirrored his mood, reaching an extreme of terrible.
Xu Zijin's car was parked outside. Just as he opened the door and sat down, there was a sudden loud "bang" opposite him.
The sound was loud, accompanied by a burst of fire.
