Ling Xize turned to the side and smoothly dodged.
But—
It headed straight for Chu Liangxia, who was walking over.
As she watched the paper box flying towards her, Chu Liangxia's mouth twitched, and she quickly caught it in her hand.
"What's wrong?"
Holding the paper box, Chu Liangxia walked over, puzzled.
Even if it was trash, that's not the way to throw it.
"Crying," Ling Xize picked up the conversation with a nonchalant seriousness, "Too lazy to wipe her tears and snot, insisting on dirtying my car."
"Damn, Ling Xize, I really didn't see that you are this type of person!"
Zizhuo Xi, frustrated and heartbroken, directly pulled the car door open and got out.
She's dealing with a broken heart, and this jerk can't say something nice to save his life?!
Chu Liangxia, however, had a smile on her face, "The poor girl is heartbroken. Couldn't the cleanup fee just wait until she's felt better to pay it?"
Zizhuo Xi: "..."
