Chapter 38 This dish, is your mother's milk

When the workday ended, electric bikes and pedestrians bustled about, and cars were packed as tightly as canned goods on a conveyor belt, moving at a crawl.

The red glow of taillights formed an unbroken sea, stretching as far as the eye could see.

"Did you see what I did?" Gu Ran finally found a moment to ask Su Qing, his accomplice in crime, while waiting for the red light.

"You just scratched up Chen Ke's ex-boyfriend's car, that's all."

Seeing her nonchalant attitude, Gu Ran asked curiously, "You support me?"

"Though you're lecherous and not serious, always ogling other people's butts, I do trust your character. You wouldn't just scratch someone's car for no good reason."

".....Don't you think that's contradictory?"

"The truth is: I saw you getting beaten up from upstairs—I initially wanted to save you some face, as men care about whether they measure up or not."