"Ouch!"
Li Jiaoman hurried along, head bowed in thought. She was preoccupied with what lie she could concoct to deceive Gao Feng when she got home, so she didn't pay much attention to the path in front of her.
Meanwhile, as Wang Chen walked through the streets and alleys, his mind was also full of various concerns.
On one hand, he was considering how to teach Er Geda a lesson, and on the other hand, he was wondering whether he should tell Liu Shitou about Yang Xiaolian's pregnancy, or how to break the news if he decided to do so.
And so, two distracted individuals collided at a crossroads of the street, bumping into each other with a thud.
Li Jiaoman, being shorter, bumped right into Wang Chen's sturdy chest, which caused her to let out a soft cry of pain.
Immediately, she rubbed her forehead and looked up, "Chenzi, who are you trying to scare to death in the middle of the night like this?"
