Zuo Qingfeng, who was questioned, had his calm demeanor slowly overtaken by indifference, his voice was exceptionally cold, making people inexplicably chilled: "I have never forgotten my promises, but do you remember what you promised me?"
"I..." Xi Yu's voice was stuck in her throat, ultimately realizing she didn't even know what to say, her head drooping lower, her expressions and the surrounding atmosphere increasingly lonely.
Zuo Qingfeng saw it all, his heart pained deeply, yet he had no intention of sparing her here, he continued to question coldly: "If you've forgotten, I can help you recall, initially I promised you three years to succeed in the entertainment industry, the first thing you promised me was not to drive on your own, so what did you do tonight?"
