C465 Can You Not Hate Me so Much

But God didn't hear my prayers, and after two or three minutes the roads were full of private cars and no taxis.

He opened the door and whispered to me, "Get in the car. I have something to say to you."

I looked at his car without saying a word. There was a faint smell of smoke in the car. He must have smoked just now.

Tang Yuchen only smoked when he was very annoyed