Feng Xin

Mu Qing was walking to university, talking to someone on the phone. It was a clear and sunny day, but the guy had gotten out of bed on the wrong side of the bed and was extremely angry at the whole world. He was crossing the road and didn't pay attention to an approaching car. The driver stopped abruptly, there was an unpleasant sound of brakes and a menacing "beep-beep!" Mu Qing didn't even glance at the car and gave the man behind the wheel the finger, as if to say, "It's your fault." The disgruntled driver deliberately started moving and lightly hit the pedestrian, but in such a way that he didn't leave any injuries or even bruises. Mu Qing looked furiously at the windshield and hung up. He went to the driver's window and knocked on it. It opened. Behind the wheel was a handsome man of about 30, with chestnut hair tied in a bun with a gold ribbon. He was dressed in a business suit and was clearly an expensive one. The car, by the way, was not cheap either.

• Are you completely out of your mind? - Mu Qing shouted at him.

"Why the hell are you giving me the finger?!" Feng Xin retorted sharply. His voice was velvety, pleasant to the ear. Other cars started honking behind them, their drivers also in a hurry. "Get in," Feng Xin said in a commanding tone. "We'll discuss everything inside, and I'll give you a ride too, so you don't bother the other drivers!"

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