Hearing the loud bang bang of fists slamming the car, Shen Changan couldn’t help but feel a pang in his heart. This was a luxury car—just a chipped spot of paint could cost a fortune to fix.
Looking at the drunk causing trouble, Shen Changan rolled up the sleeves of his sweater, turned to the calm-looking Dao Nian, and said: "Leave this idiot to me. It's cold outside, don't get out of the car. Shen Tu, call the police now."
After speaking, he aggressively pulled open the car door, slammed it shut, and strode toward Cao Jin, who was still smashing the hood. He reached out and grabbed his collar, dragging him to the side: "Running a red light, changing lanes without signaling, drunk driving. If you want to die, go die far away, don't drag others down with you."