Quick Wear: Okay, okay! You want me to be cannon fodder, right?

"Is it really the shopping bag that cut you?" Ouyang Yue did not answer her boyfriend. She held her bleeding right index finger tightly with her left hand and stared at her boyfriend's injured hand.

Fang Mingcheng waved his hand in front of Ouyang Yue and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, Yueyue. Your hand is the most important thing. I don't play the piano!"

"I asked you if you really cut yourself with a shopping bag. Who told you to say that?"

Ouyang Yue, who was on edge, completely collapsed after hearing what her boyfriend Fang Mingcheng said.

Her father's 50th birthday is coming soon, and she will show off her talent on this day. Her piano playing skills, which have reached level 10, will be her highlight.

She had already imagined receiving the envious looks of others at her father's birthday party, and the envious and jealous looks of her younger sisters.

She was already trying her best to ignore it, so why did this despicable man keep bringing it up again and again?

Well, what a jerk. Why would you call your boyfriend a jerk?

But seeing him like this and listening to what he said made me more and more annoyed, and the feeling of disgust kept growing.

Fang Mingcheng was stunned by his girlfriend's yelling and didn't understand why his girlfriend was so excited?

Her family is so rich, and she doesn't make a living by playing the piano. Besides, even if the wound is deep enough to see the bone, with current technology, can't it be recovered as long as there is enough money?

If he hadn't seen her whole body glowing with golden light, he wouldn't be here to serve this young lady, thinking of the white moonlight flying to the other side of the ocean.

Fang Mingcheng sighed deeply in his heart and tried to soften his voice: "Yueyue, don't worry, we will be fine. You will definitely be able to play your beloved piano again!"

But his words only made the other person's eyes look more and more murderous. He carefully recalled what Yueyue had asked, and immediately continued with a sudden realization: "Yes, it's this shopping bag. Look, there's still a little blood on it!"

As he said this, he moved his head towards the shopping bag.

Ouyang Yue looked at the shopping bag and sure enough, there was a little blood left on the edge.

But she didn't touch the shopping bag.

Could this shopping bag actually cut her from a distance?

Gradually, she looked at the shopping bag with a strange look in her eyes. "You, right now, throw this bloody shopping bag out of the window!"

Fang Mingcheng was confused. Although it was indeed the shopping bag that cut his hand, his girlfriend's injury had nothing to do with the shopping bag. Was he taking his anger out on others?

Or do you feel sorry for him? You take your anger out on the shopping bag.

But he really appreciated his girlfriend's words. He still held the index finger of his right hand tightly with his left hand, leaned forward slightly, and hooked the shopping bag with the other four fingers of his right hand.

Then he reached for Uncle Zhang's open rear window and shoved the shopping bag out of the window.

But the accident happened again at this time.

Just as he was about to retract his hands, the lowered car window suddenly rose up.

Then, heart-wrenching screams rang out in this low-key and luxurious car.

Uncle Zhang was confused. I was descending, I was not ascending. This car had its own ideas, and it had absolutely nothing to do with him. He definitely did not want to retaliate against this pretty boy who was relying on the young lady's power to bully others.

But before Uncle Zhang could think about it, the eldest lady also screamed, covering her hands and shaking continuously.

What's going on? It's hard to be the same.

"Uncle Zhang, did you do this on purpose? Didn't you see that I haven't taken my hand back yet?"

"Haven't I just told you a few times? How can I, your future son-in-law, tell you no harm?"

The screams of the man and woman duet continued in the carriage.

Even the screaming eldest daughter turned her gaze to Uncle Zhang.

Ouyang Yue can now be sure that if her boyfriend is hurt, she will also be hurt, and in exactly the same way.

Uncle Zhang deliberately raised the window like this, hurting not only her boyfriend but also her.

If she wasn't there, she wouldn't care. This boyfriend makes her feel annoyed and irritated just by looking at him for one more moment!

"Miss, it really wasn't me. I didn't move!"

"This car has a mind of its own, seriously, you have to believe me!"

Uncle Zhang stopped the car suddenly and shook his head and waved his hands repeatedly, he didn't want to take the blame.

It's really strange that this car rolled up its windows by itself without anyone controlling it.

"Stop quibbling...hiss...it must be you!"

Fang Mingcheng, who was sweating coldly from the pain, gritted his teeth and said, "The ten fingers are connected to the heart. Isn't this one of the ten most cruel tortures of the Qing Dynasty?"

"Ah Cheng, I'm on Uncle Zhang's side this time. This car might have a mind of its own. Let's get off quickly!"

For example, the shopping bag before.

Could it be that the world is changing like in the novel she is following, and mysterious spirits are appearing?

The shopping bag has spirits, and the car has spirits too.

"You...you...I'm your boyfriend, and you actually believe him!"

"You have your own ideas about returning the car. You might as well tell me there's a ghost in the car controlling it!"

Fang Mingcheng's face was twisted with pain. He looked at Uncle Zhang and his girlfriend Ouyang Yue in disbelief. Did these two people think he was a fool?

Uncle Zhang is already 50 years old, right? He doesn't even have 8-pack abs.

"Shut up and get out of here right now!"

After Ouyang Yue finished speaking, he gestured to Uncle Zhang to open the car door and get out.

Fang Mingcheng looked at Uncle Zhang who got off the bus right after him, gritted his teeth, and followed him down.

I don’t know if it was because I had some resentment in my heart, so I didn’t pay attention and stepped on a banana peel thrown by a wicked guy on the side of the road, and immediately performed a split in front of the pedestrians on the side of the road.

Then there was a snap, and the crotch was torn...

"Ah..." The long cry spread far away.

"Ah..." The husband and wife followed suit, and Ouyang Yue also inexplicably did a difficult split. Fortunately, she was wearing a skirt. Even though the pants inside were torn, at least she was not completely killed.

No, such a scene would be a huge social death for Ouyang Yue.

She could imagine that her friends, whom she rarely contacted, would come to her house just to watch her make a fool of herself.

"No one is allowed to take any photos. If anyone does, delete it immediately. You can't afford to offend the Ouyang Group!"

Uncle Zhang dutifully helped the young lady up, while threatening and intimidating the onlookers who were watching and taking pictures.

If Uncle Zhang hadn't said this, only a few people would have taken photos. But as soon as the words "Ouyang Group" came out, almost everyone raised their phones.

This video is extremely valuable. When it comes to threats, how can money be more attractive?

Ouyang Yue didn't care about her boyfriend on the other side of the car. Her hands and legs were shaking as she looked at the crowd that had gathered around her and said loudly:

"I bought all the videos you filmed. Please don't spread them out. If I buy your videos and the news gets out, I will definitely find you."

"I believe you are aware of the weight of the Ouyang Group!"

After hearing this, the crowd around them started talking about it...