Selling Pig Trotters from a Tricycle, I Crashed into My Ex-Girlfriend’s Rolls-Royce

I was riding my tricycle and selling braised pig trotters when the brakes failed and I crashed into a Rolls-Royce.

I sighed and reached for the bank card in my pocket, ready to casually pay for the damages.

But the person who stepped out of the car was my ex-girlfriend, who had almost become my wife.

The expression on her face changed dramatically right before my eyes.

Before I could turn around and pedal away, my ex-girlfriend lunged at me with lightning speed and kicked me in the stomach.

“Heh. You disappeared before our wedding and decided to leave for good. So what, you came back to sell pig trotters?”