Xia Zhisu slammed on the brakes, and since Ou Shaoheng was half seated, his whole body almost flew out the window, he hit his head against the car, and then bounced back to his seat.
"Ou Shaoheng!" Xia Zhisu exclaimed.
Ou Shaoheng waved his hand, "You get out! Get out of the car!"
"Oh! Okay!" Xia Zhisu immediately got out to check on Ou Shaoheng.
As soon as Ou Shaoheng pushed the door open, he shoved Xia Zhisu away, rubbing his forehead, and sat himself down in the driver's seat, "I must have had eight lifetimes of bad luck! How did I end up meeting you!"
"Sorry! It was you who suddenly said to stop the car! Your forehead is swollen!" Xia Zhisu saw a large bump on Ou Shaoheng's forehead.
"You're still talking! It's all your fault! Go away, go away!" Ou Shaoheng started the car himself.
Xia Zhisu immediately went to the passenger seat, but the door was locked, and she couldn't open it, "Ou Shaoheng, open the door!"
