Screech!
A sports car speeding down the road suddenly screeched to a halt, stopping less than two meters away from where Jiang Xiaorou and Jing Muchen were sitting. Out of the car stepped a man — Qin Zimo, looking furious beyond belief.
"Xiaorou, what the hell is this supposed to mean? What's wrong with me liking you? And why the hell did you bring someone to wreck my store?" Qin Zimo was fuming, and he needed answers from Jiang Xiaorou.
Just as Jiang Xiaorou was about to open her mouth — her wonton bowl still untouched — Qin Zimo interrupted her. She looked utterly annoyed.
"So what if I smashed up your store? If you dare show up at my house again, I'll smash you until you start doubting your existence." Jiang Xiaorou showed zero fear. Honestly, she and Qin Zimo had been like this since they were kids.
Without some seriously harsh measures, there was no way to scare Qin Zimo off.
At this moment.