"Dammit, are you blind? You're in my way!"
Instead of apologizing, the other party cursed back.
Tang Nuanning glanced unhappily at him, a boy not much older, who looked about sixteen or seventeen and in his rebellious phase.
He was dressed in a trendy style with dyed blonde hair, adorned with sparkling accessories on his ears and nose.
He was the type of troubled youth that adults frowned upon.
Tang Nuanning frowned, "You bump into someone and still have the audacity to argue, is this how your parents taught you?!"
The troubled youth responded with a laugh instead of anger,
"Oh, turns out you're a beautiful lady. Sorry, sorry, I didn't see clearly just now. Did it hurt? Want me to take you to the hospital to check?"
"No need!"
"Then let me see where you were hit?"
As the troubled youth said this, he tried to make physical contact, but Tang Nuanning immediately dodged him,
"Show some respect!"
The youth shook the sports car keys in his hand, smirking,
