"We really aren't suitable for each other, can you stop bothering me?" The landlady said mercilessly.
These words caused Su Ming's heart to ache even more, his chest tightened painfully, and he couldn't say a word for a moment.
Just then, a van suddenly charged towards Su Ming and the landlady's position.
Su Ming reacted quickly, grabbing the landlady and rolling aside, narrowly avoiding a deadly collision.
"Boom..."
After a loud crash, the vehicle hit the roadside flower bed.
The driver, dressed in black and with his face covered, making it impossible to see his appearance and build, realized he hadn't hit Su Ming and the landlady, and suddenly reversed and drove away.
The landlady said fearfully, "Su Ming, who wants us dead?"
"Either Lao Qiming or Wu Rong," Su Ming speculated.
"What, they're both wealthy and influential tycoons, and you actually have a grudge against them!" The landlady was shocked.
"It's okay, I can handle it," Su Ming said calmly.
