An Empty Heart Begins to Blossom!

Listening to his explanation, Vivi felt it wasn't that simple.

If it were only because of commenting on taste, how could he be beaten like this?!

"Who threw hands first?"

Hearing this, Tom glanced at her, his eyes flickering slightly. "Them!"

"Are you sure?" Vivi narrowed her eyes, looking at him with a smirk.

Tom was defeated in one second. He lowered his head, and then told the truth, "Actually, I didn't fight with anyone! I just smashed those fake wine bottles. If all the wine bottles are fake, what's the point of keeping them!"

Vivi blinked and sighed clearly. "No wonder you were beaten!"

Tom could only hiss in pain.

Seeing his anger, Vivi was too lazy to comment on the incident. As she started the engine, Tom's voice came to her ears again. "Are you ashamed of me? Don't you know how long I waited by the roadside?"