Chapter 2
Chapter 2
After dinner, the brother was called away to the office by an urgent work call.
The father drove Lin Shishi home instead.
However, the father didn’t seem very familiar with the local traffic patterns and ended up driving onto a road notorious for congestion.
“What’s that smell?”
While they were stuck in traffic, the father caught a whiff of a strange odor in the car. Frowning, he glanced toward Lin Shishi in the backseat.
Lin Shishi was clutching her lower abdomen in distress, her forehead beaded with sweat.
“Uncle, I…”
She bit her lip, saying with great embarrassment, “My stomach doesn’t feel very good…”
The father understood what she meant immediately. He looked up at the line of cars ahead, which showed no signs of moving anytime soon.
“Shishi, you’ll have to hold it a little longer. There aren’t any restrooms nearby!”
Lin Shishi had no choice but to endure it.
An hour later, the traffic finally began to move.
The father pulled over at the entrance of the nearest shopping mall and said urgently, “Shishi, there are restrooms in this mall. Hurry and go!”
But suddenly, Lin Shishi didn’t seem to be in a rush anymore.
She looked at the dense crowd outside the window, hesitantly twisting the hem of her skirt as if she wanted to say something.
However, her shame was magnified when she saw the father waving a hand under his nose to fan away the air.
“Thank you, Uncle! You can go ahead. I’ll take a taxi home later!”
The car door opened and then shut. The girl in the white dress fled into the crowd in a panic.
How could she possibly dare to get back into the car?
The father stared at the disgusting mess of excrement left on the back seat, then looked toward a young man wearing a bucket hat waiting near the mall.
Huh? Hadn’t his son gone to work?
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