"Girl! We're out of peanuts!"
Shen Cheng was feeling quite despondent due to not working for a few days, but Shen Zhongming, as usual, tossed the trivial matters onto her shoulders.
He didn't receive a response, so Shen Zhongming urged again.
Finally, Shen Cheng stormed out, slamming the door.
With Shen Zhongming at home, at least three days meant the door would be slammed eight times.
If it weren't for the door being sturdy, it would have been in pieces long ago.
Shen Cheng looked as if she wanted to tear someone apart, her expression ice-cold, exuding a chill from head to toe.
As soon as she came out, Shen Zhongming glanced at her, "Can't you be a bit gentler, young lady?"
Shen Cheng retorted sharply, "Mind your own business!"
Shen Zhongming took a sip of his erguotou and clicked his tongue, "What's got you so worked up today?"
He then handed over the erguotou in his hand, "Have a sip, this time it's not the five yuan per jin kind, your dad guarantees it!"
Shen Cheng's eyes turned red, "Get lost!"
She didn't even cast another glance at Shen Zhongming, striding out without looking back.
In her twenty-one years, this was the first time she was so angry.
With her hands in her pockets, Shen Cheng walked along a path more familiar to her than the lines in her palm.
It had rained last night, and the ground was wet. A car sped past her before she could step back, splashing her with dirty water.
The water wasn't much, yet it soaked her completely.
A few stray locks of hair, damp with the dirty water, stuck to her cheeks, making her look utterly disheveled.
Most annoyingly, because her light-colored clothes were drenched, even at night, her graceful figure could be seen vaguely.
The dirty water dripped from her cheeks, drop by drop.
In such a miserable state—
The sharp sound of brakes rang out, a sports car stopped a meter away.
The window rolled down slowly, revealing a stunning face peering out.
An antagonistic light shot from the other person's eyes.
"Oh, Miss Shen, what a coincidence!"
The other person's greeting was unique, maybe she didn't even realize if it was ridicule, mockery, or sarcasm?
Shen Cheng glanced at her, raised her hand to wipe the dirty water from her face, and curved her attractive lips, "Quite the coincidence indeed."
Her voice showed no trace of emotion, so one's guess of whether she was feeling good or bad was impossible.
Hearing her, the other person took off her sunglasses and chuckled, "Just now... I'm sorry! If I knew it was you, I wouldn't have taken this route!"
Shen Cheng arched an eyebrow, and the smile at her lips deepened.
Seeing she wasn't speaking, the other person became even more overconfident, "I was going to offer you a ride, but look at you, so dirty..."
Every word was edged with blades, eager to leave Shen Cheng in strips.
Sometimes, disliking a person could be so dramatic.
The driver was Xia An'an, and she attended the same school as Shen Cheng.
Once, because the guy she admired hovered around Shen Cheng, she broke off their friendship.
From then on, they went their separate ways, having nothing to do with each other.
Understandably developed a mutual dislike for each other!
"Dirty?" Shen Cheng suddenly laughed, "Does someone as 'clean' as you, only seeing people without sexually transmitted diseases, genuinely feel indignant inside?"
Dealing with such a cheap bitch, it's really not rocket science, is it?!