He rudely tapped on the car window, accompanied by a "Get out!"
Han Wanwan frowned, didn't move, just lowered the car window, and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"
He propped one hand on the car roof, leaning slightly forward. Despite the smile on his lips, it didn't reach his eyes, unable to hide the anger.
"What's the matter…? Miss, you sure ask this casually. Did you buy your driver's license? Stopping at a green light, are you tired of living and looking to die?!"
Han Wanwan frowned even more deeply. The irritation she had been deliberately suppressing was easily reignited by his words, and she rudely shouted back, "Are you a cucumber? Move aside!"
A cucumber?!
This girl actually cursed him out!
"Who are you calling out?" the man said, slamming the car roof sharply.
"Whoever responds, that's who!" Han Wanwan refused to back down. If her leg weren't trapped, she would've gotten out to argue with him. "Sir, take a good look, whose fault is it really?"
