Chapter 172 He Cut Out His Own Heart

• Pei Sichen clenched his fists, the pain in his fingers seemed to disappear, unable to compare to the heartache he felt at that moment. Watching the car gradually move away from him, his handsome face appeared paler under the sunlight, his thin lips coldly pulled back as he muttered to himself.
• "Without you, I will never be able to fulfill my wishes in this lifetime."
• His blood surged, his stomach churning, but he forced himself to remain calm as he got back into the car. Leaning back in the seat, he took a deep breath, his forehead breaking out in a cold sweat. Glancing at the group of reporters, his eyes filled with even more coldness. He stepped on the gas pedal, charging towards the crowd.