"I know what I'm doing, don't worry, I have a sense of proportion..."
"Sense of proportion? Ha, you never had any."
"..."
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They remained silent through the journey, Su Xiaomeng knew he cared about her, which is why he was so angry.
But she had said all the nice and not-so-nice things, yet he didn't waver at all, Xiao Meng felt a bit disheartened.
Due to dealing with Shen Dawei's matter, by the time they left the school, it was already half dark.
Returning to London at this hour, with the evening rush hour traffic, the already long drive felt even longer.
Being stuck in traffic in the city, sitting in the car was actually quite uncomfortable, the honking noises outside the car window were incessant.
Which made an already stifled person even more irritated.
Yin Shixiu came to Bath today to visit an old business veteran, surnamed Zeng, a Chinese old businessman without much fame, people of the next generation after Yin Shixiu might not have heard of this person at all.
