Ye Sichen was troubled and cursed by others, but Tang Su, who had left earlier, naturally didn't know, and even if she did, she wouldn't care.
"Young lady, your boyfriend came to pick you up in a luxury car, why are you still calling for a ride yourself? What's the matter, had an argument with him?" The chatty and gossipy driver uncles of Hua City are good at striking up conversations with their passengers.
"No, he's not my boyfriend anymore." Tang Su said.
"Ah? These days, it's hard to find a good boy, young lady, don't be so temperamental and break up with him at the drop of a hat."
"Uncle, I broke up with him because he hit me, I'm going to the hospital now to check this out." Tang Su pointed to her head.
As soon as the driver uncle heard this, his expression changed, "Ah? Then you're right, little lady, you can't keep a guy who's abusive, there's only zero tolerance or countless times for domestic violence, you mustn't be soft-hearted."
