"Not to mention that you were walking in high heels against traffic. Lady, you're wasting other people's time."
At the end of June, the sun gradually became scorching hot.
The woman in white got out of the car, full of apology and spoke to Amelia Cobb with an ABC-accented Mandarin, "I'm sorry, I just returned from abroad and haven't adapted to the local traffic rules yet."
"So not being used to the traffic rules allows you to drive all crooked? Wouldn't it be better to say you're not used to the domestic steering wheel?" Amelia felt unlucky.
From yesterday to today, nothing was going well.
The woman across from her seemed surprised that Amelia would so assertively retort her words. She was momentarily stunned before turning to grab something from her car after a few seconds.
"I bought a cat, and while driving, it climbed under my accelerator. That's why---I'm really sorry."
