While riding a tricycle selling stewed pig trotters, the brakes failed and he crashed into a mere Rolls-Royce.
I sighed and reached for the bank card in my pocket. I originally planned to throw the money away with my hand.
Unexpectedly, the person who got out of the car was my ex-girlfriend who almost became my wife.
The expression on her face changed dramatically.
Before I could turn around and pedal my tricycle away, my ex-girlfriend kicked me in the stomach with lightning speed.
"Haha, you disappeared before marriage and wanted to fly away. Why did you come back to sell pig trotters?"
