Mu Shaojie was eager to see her, so he took a cab to her rented place.
However, when he arrived, she was not back yet.
He called her, but her phone was turned off.
He then rushed out of the neighborhood to find her, only to see her getting off a bus, looking dejected and listless.
She had her head down, kicking pebbles, and only raised her head when she bumped into his chest.
"Sixth Brother..." Xue Xiangtong was startled, and she couldn't help but swallow nervously.
What should she say about wrecking his beloved car?
She knew that he loved his car more than his house!
Mu Shaojie pulled her aside, and gently touched her head, shoulders, and arms, "Does anything hurt?"
Xue Xiangtong's mind buzzed; maybe he already knew about the car accident.
"I'm sorry, Sixth Brother, I didn't mean it..." she burst into tears, "I didn't mean to crash it..."
