Watching his face convey indifference, Su Xingyue's heart grew even angrier, her teeth clenched as she spoke.
"Nan Yuling, do you not understand the severity of this matter? You almost died!"
She had nearly been scared to death earlier, but now he was acting as if nothing had happened.
Did he really care so little about life and death?
But he didn't know how terrified, how utterly desperate she had felt at the time!
"I know... sorry..." Seeing her furious look, Nan Yuling's expression turned somewhat unnatural.
He had never felt so humiliated in front of anyone...
Yet, when confronted with the angry little woman, he found himself...softening unconsciously.
Thinking this, he once again reached out, wanting to pull her into his embrace.
Even though Su Xingyue struggled fiercely, he still refused to let go.
Listening to his insincere apology, the fire inside Su Xingyue didn't subside in the slightest.
