Chi Zhanting was taken aback by Jiang Mo's words, then glared at the Bentley with mounting displeasure.
"That bitch was the one who didn't know her place and dared to race me! Now she's scraped my car. I'm not letting this slide!"
Jiang Mo wanted to say more, but Yuezheng Xiangling had already pushed open the car door and stepped out. Yun Che followed close behind, his gaze passing over the two without much reaction.
Chi Zhanting looked up at Yuezheng Xiangling, and his eyes lit up. Then he saw Yun Che behind her, and jealousy instantly surged through him, making his language even fouler.
"I wondered who was acting so cocky. Turns out you brought a pretty boy out racing. Well? You hit my car. How are you going to pay for it?"
Yuezheng Xiangling raised an eyebrow and was just about to speak when Jiang Mo got a clear look at Yun Che too. Her body abruptly stiffened, and all color drained from her face. She had never imagined she would run into him here.
Jiang Mo bit her lip slightly, her hands unconsciously tightening around the hem of her clothes.
Compared to when he had been with her, Yun Che now carried himself with even greater composure and sharpness. Simply standing there, he made it impossible to look away.
The woman beside him far surpassed her in both beauty and bearing. Standing together, the two looked so well matched that it hurt to look at them.
Jiang Mo truly could not understand how someone could change so much.
Back when he had been with her, he had clearly been nothing more than a pathetic lapdog who could only trail after Zhao Qianqian, begging for scraps of affection.
Why had he become a completely different person after their