"Bang!"
There was a dull impact in his ear, followed by great-grandma's shout, " "Li Xianyu, li Xianyu ... Little b * stard?"
Li Xianyu's eyes were slightly dazed, and he was in a daze. After a moment, he seemed to hear great-grandma's call and came back to his senses.
The winter sun was bright, and the wind blew in through the window, bringing with it a cold air.
They drove into a Cemetery. In front of them was a Western-style Chapel with a pointed roof. The plain white color could be vaguely seen, and a funeral was being held there.
The driver was li Xianyu, but he was suddenly in a trance, causing the car to deviate and hit a pine tree on the side of the road.
"Really, how could he make such a low-level mistake?" Great-grandma complained. I called your name and ignored me. When I called you a little bastard, you immediately came back to your senses. Hmph, you are really a little bastard.
