Shepherd

The sudden crash gave Liu Chang'an quite a fright. He got out in a panic to inspect the damage, and only after confirming that the wall had not cracked did he let out a long breath.

If the wall had been smashed through, that would have been a real problem.

He had lived in this house for many years. People were not made of wood or stone—how could he feel nothing for it? Liu Chang'an was quite attached to the place.

After patting the wall, Liu Chang'an casually picked up Shangguan Dandan, who had fallen to the ground.

"My little carriage!" Shangguan Dandan knelt in front of the electric scooter in a panic, heartbroken as she looked at the dented aluminum bumper strip and the crack in the front panel.

"It's an electric scooter." How had it become a little carriage?

"My electric little carriage..."

Shangguan Dandan sat kneeling on the ground, stroking the crack in the front panel. Heartache and grievance kept spilling from her large eyes, gathering into a sheen of moisture. Her long lashes fluttered a few times, and that moisture became a thin layer of tears that slid down from the corners of her eyes.

That brand-new electric little carriage had filled Shangguan Dandan with delight and temporarily become her most beloved treasure. Yet it had broken less than an hour after she got it—how could she not be upset?

Liu Chang'an sighed. She could not even ride an electric scooter. What a foolish Empress Dowager. He had thought she ought to be an extraordinary figure, someone who could easily master such a trivial skill.

He went into Shangguan Dandan's room and rummaged around, finding a roll of tape he had used before. He thoroughly covered the crack in the front panel with several layers of