Chapter 160 Not Even Knowing How One Died

Although she had enjoyed mouthing off, watching the long overpass made Qiao Ran want to cry but shed no tears.

Wen Shimo, that black-hearted man, had stolen her phone while she was distracted.

After experiencing street romance begging and being treated like a street rat with faces splattered with eggs and vegetables, Qiao Ran did not dare to try stopping a car again.

First, she was a mess, no one would take her, and she was too embarrassed to dirty someone's car.

Second, she feared being recognized, especially by Song Wanqing's fans, who might lose control and run her over, and then she would be utterly doomed.

Qiao Ran steadied her mind and took one step at a time moving forward, watching the scenery around the overpass, gradually calming down.

Reflecting on her actions in the square, she also found herself utterly ridiculous.

A dying person, actually wanting to initiate a sweet romance.