"Xiaoqiao, I..."
"This is just how I am, I can't help it when I see those scumbags. I'm just this vulgar and rude. If there's a next time, I will do it again. I'm this crude and yes, I want to be!"
Turning around, she ran into the back gate of the community in her high heels.
"Ye Qiao!"
Ji Mo was still chasing after her when car horns began blaring behind him—his car was blocking the lane.
Helplessly, he had to run back, restart the car, clear the lane, park on the side of the road, and when he went chasing after her again, there was no sign of Ye Qiao.
Returning to the car, Ji Mo took out his mobile phone and dialed her number. The ringtone sounded but it was coming from inside his car.
He reached out to open the car door and saw that Ye Qiao's phone screen was on by the passenger seat, displaying his number; she had set a caller ID photo for him.
