Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 1412 - 1 Special Prop and Daily_3

Chapter 1412: Chapter 1 Special Prop and Daily_3

"You think I’m dirty?" Her tone changed, "Then don’t bother with me."

"Fine, I’ll lick!" Seeing her about to leave, the driver compromised, extending the tip of his tongue and licked once on her thigh.

"What a daredevil, not afraid of being photographed!" Tang Zheng had intended to make some noise and scare them but suddenly lost interest and was about to leave when the conversation between the two overflowed with the scent of gunpowder.

"You didn’t see any clients today, right?" The driver was still not pleased.

"If I don’t see clients, what do I eat? Can you dare say you’ll provide for me?" She looked at the driver with contempt.

"I’ll provide for you!" The driver’s words were obviously insincere.

"Get lost, I misjudged you." She was stunned for a moment, then became furious, grabbing the driver’s face with both hands, "You just want a woman who costs nothing, right? I was so stupid to believe your ’ghost’ stories."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I didn’t mean that!" The driver argued verbally while fumbling with his hands but failed this time as she grabbed his face.

The driver screamed as her knee rose violently, striking his groin, and he instantly curled up on the ground like a shrimp.

"Eat shit!" She stomped on the driver several times, still not feeling vented, put on her high-heels that had fallen nearby, and violently stomped a few more times.

"Are you for real? Crazy woman!" The driver got angry, grabbed her ankle and pulled her to the ground, and after a flip, he was on top of her, striking her with four slaps, left and right.

She was dazed by the blows and was about to scream when the driver covered her mouth.

"You damned woman, not punished a few times and you think you can soar to the heavens?" The driver cursed and beat her violently.

"Hey, what are you doing there?" Tang Zheng took out his flashlight, ran over, and shone it in the driver’s face, "I’m a policeman!"

The driver, lacking courage, urinated himself upon hearing Tang Zheng’s words and being blinded by the flashlight, unable to see who approached, he pulled up his pants and ran.

Tang Zheng casually picked up a brick from the side of the flower bed and threw it at the driver’s back.

Bang, the driver howled in pain as he was struck to the ground, but worried about being caught, he forcefully endured and crawled up, continuing to flee for his life.

"Are you alright?" Tang Zheng wasn’t a messenger of justice and didn’t chase the driver.

She lay on the ground, covering her eyes and crying.

"Don’t mind me, just let me die. Why is my life so miserable, everyone wants to bully me. I had finally taken a liking to a man, and he’s just trash too." She was crying sorrowfully, genuinely wanting to settle down and marry the driver. Her claim of seeing clients was a spiteful lie to deceive him; in fact, she had found a decent job during this period, and although the salary wasn’t high, it was enough to support herself.

"Want to die? Go jump in a lake, Qu Yuan died that way, you can emulate that, and oh, try to jump hard so that you plunge headfirst into the mud – you’ll die quickly, without pain." Tang Zheng’s voice was deliberately filled with mockery, knowing at times like this, comfort would be counterproductive, it was better to do the opposite.

She was stunned, clearly not expecting Tang Zheng to say this, she looked at him incredulously, but the light from the flashlight meant she could only see a rough outline.

"Look at you, playing the bitch, is it uncomfortable not to show off to men for even one day?" Tang Zheng kicked at her leg, "Tsk, those legs are pretty thick, chest’s sagging a bit, looks miserable, but the little mouth isn’t bad, how much?"

"You’re the bitch!" She clamped her legs, glared fiercely at Tang Zheng, grabbed the fallen high-heels and smashed them hard at Tang Zheng, "I’d rather clean toilets than sell myself in the future, get as far away from me as you can."

"Damn, ran into a crazy woman!" Tang Zheng pretended to mutter and left the gazebo.

Distracted by Tang Zheng’s interruption, she no longer harbored thoughts of death, stood up and hopped on one leg to retrieve her high-heels.

Clatter, as she bent to pick up her shoe, she saw three stacks of thick Soft Girl Currency fall in front of her, startling her as she looked up at the sky.

"Am I seeing things?" She picked up the bills, the familiar texture filling her with joy, and she tucked them into her chest, quickening her pace. It wasn’t until she left the park and reached the highway that she took out the unexpected fortune under the street lights to check.

"When you fall, you should look forward because happiness will surely be waiting for you on the road ahead. Don’t die like a rag; after all, besides those who love you, no one will shed a tear for you."

On the pink bills, a row of strong and powerful handwriting glowed warmly under the dim street lights, making her feel a warmth in her heart.

Her tears continued to streak down her cheeks as she looked back, finally understanding that the young man meant no harm and had been comforting her in a different way.

"Use this money to start a small business, I wish you happiness!"

"Thank you!" Looking at the inscription, she wiped away her tears and walked away. Under the clear moonlight, she felt especially spirited that night!