Foolish Lady

"Is there an umbrella in the car?" Xiao Luo turned his head to ask Shen Qingyan, seated in the backseat. It was common practice for car owners to leave an umbrella in the car in case of unexpected bad weather.

"Yeah, in the glove compartment," Shen Qingyan replied. She glanced towards the glove compartment in front of the passenger seat.

Xiao Luo immediately opened the glove box. There was an umbrella there—but its edges were lined with lace, and it was pink lace, at that. He furrowed his eyebrows. "Err, never mind..."

Xiao Luo got out of the car shortly after he spoke.

The rain poured down relentlessly, and he was immediately soaked from head to toe the moment he stepped out. At the same time, four young men descended from the black Audi sedan that had been tailing them. There looked like hooligans, grimacing with unfriendly scowls on their faces.

"D*mn you, b*stard! Are you looking to die?"

"F*ck him, let's beat the hell out of that guy!"