Qiao Yuxian was in the car, pressing on the spot where she was kissed too hard.
When Shang Chen had dealt with the matters at the hotel and came to open the car door, Qiao Yuxian glanced at him lightly.
It was unclear whether she recognized who he was, just a faint glance, then she withdrew her gaze.
She sat there, quiet and obedient, sticking close to Gu Yanjing without knowing where to look with her dazed eyes.
Her face was so red it seemed like it might bleed.
Shang Chen didn't dare look at her much either, quickly taking a hurried glance before sitting in the driver's seat.
But he still clearly saw the water droplets hanging on her eyelashes and the moisture soaking in her eyes.
She looked exactly like someone who had just cried.
If he didn't know that Mr. Gu from his family certainly wasn't someone who would commit domestic violence, he would have thought Qiao Yuxian had just been beaten.
"Is everything handled?" Gu Yanjing asked while holding Qiao Yuxian's hand.
