"Handsome, riding a motorcycle is really fun!"
"Don't be so resistant!"
The punk girl pulled hard at Su Xuan, trying to take him for a ride on her motorcycle, which caused him great embarrassment.
However, just when they were at a stalemate, she suddenly received a phone call from her boyfriend. After a brief chat, she walked away with a pout, clearly displeased.
"Handsome, wait here for me, okay? I'll be back for you very soon!"
Before leaving, she reluctantly left those words for Su Xuan.
After all that fuss, the ten-minute bet between Su Xuan and the old man had expired.
"You lost."
Su Xuan squatted again in front of the old man's stand and reached for the two hundred yuan, but he was stunned.
The money was gone!
"You're the one who lost." The old man stroked his white beard and said with a smile, "You just had a mishap."
"That counts as a mishap?" Su Xuan glared.
