Chen Xiaoqian took the doggy bags and followed the sullen Ni Jianren out of the hotel.
His heart ached for the money he spent but he could not show it. Chen Xiaoqian found it funny.
The b*stard's red QQ was parked by the roadside. He would rather risk having a ticket than pay for parking. The act of paying so much for the food when he could not bear to spend a couple of bucks on parking left him with an immeasurable psychological trauma.
The angrier he got, the happier Chen Xiaoqian felt.
There were some children cycling outside. She glanced at the children who were about the same age as Xiaowei, then looked at the b*stard's sh*tty face. All of a sudden, she felt the calmness of the evening breeze and it was a great summer evening.
She could only blame herself for being too young when she met the bastard in her past life.
Had that not happened, she was sure she would not be bullied by a b*stard who drove a red sissy car like him.
