The heavy rain hit the car windows like the sky was falling, and the wipers swung from side to side like crazy, but they couldn't wipe away the chaos in front of them. Su Yunjin's hand holding the steering wheel had bulging veins and her knuckles were white. The smell of alcohol that had been sprayed on her when she had just argued with Su Chengye was still lingering in her nose. It was mixed with the moisture of the rain and made her feel sick. "Su Chengye, your brother has not been dead for a day, but you dare to touch the project in my name?" He gritted his back molars and his voice was as cold as ice, but Su Chengye, the bastard, smiled with a look on his face and leaned against the car, holding a cigarette in his mouth. The smoke rings he spat out were wrapped in raindrops and hit his face. "Cousin Jin'er, you can't say that," Su Chengye deliberately pronounced the word "Jin'er" in a frivolous manner, his eyes full of provocation, "The things belonging to the Su family should belong to the able. Your temper is as soft as cotton, can you keep it?"
