Jiang Shu stroked his eyebrows. She had never seen such a lackluster person in a long time, and she was not good at quarreling at all. Now she was caught in the rain again and sneered: "I said you are an interesting person, I told you I would give it to you."
I must be able to afford the compensation, why don’t you want the money?”
"I'm leaving."
Probably because he was too angry, the man was so angry that he grabbed Jiang Shu's hair and pulled it out unceremoniously. Jiang Shu was in pain and the other person cursed. "Are you still right if you rub my car?"
Jiang Shu couldn't get away, and the pain made her shed tears. She finally shook it off, and the man held a small handful of her hair in his hand.
pain.
The grievances of the whole day were fermented, and Jiang Shu's face was dripping with rain mixed with tears.
Subconsciously feeling that he couldn't swallow this breath, Huang Mao entered the car and locked the car as if Huang Mao was not ready to escape.
I found my cell phone and made a call, but the person reacted by kicking the car hard and yelling: "You bastard! Get out of here, you stinky old bitches!"
Jiang Shu wiped his face and felt that the waiting process was extremely long.
"What's the matter?" A simple and clear sentence entered my ears. It had nothing to do with the wind and the moon, and it shocked my heart.
Jiang Shu was suddenly speechless, the only sound was the sound of uneven breathing.
It was a bit noisy there, he must be really socializing, and the sound of her knocking on the door was not low.
After a while, the person over there noticed something was wrong, and the voice was a few decibels louder, "Speak to Jiang Shu!"
From cold to sulky.
Her voice was buzzing, and she said reluctantly and with great grievance: "Can you come here now?"
"I drove your car over someone else's car."
The high-tech soundproofing of the car windows couldn't stop the man outside from yelling.
Word after word of dirty and unpleasant words reached Jiang Shu's ears, and then were transmitted via radio waves to Fu Shiyan, who was at a social gathering over there. It was a very solemn occasion, and Fu Shiyan's brows were furrowed.
Everyone present looked at the words and demeanor and thought they had done or said something wrong somewhere, creating an atmosphere in which everyone was in danger.
After a long while of silence, someone shouted: "Mr. Fu?"
Jiang Shu, who was sitting in the car, also heard it and said quickly: "Call the police. I don't have my driver's license with me. It might be a little troublesome. If you don't have time, ask your people to come over..."
She was soaked by the rain, and her voice was thick and nasal, but she was no longer as nervous as she was last night.
"What's going on now? Just stay in the car and don't move."
The man's tone was deep, and his words made it difficult to hear his emotions.
As soon as he finished saying this, he kicked the car door in pain from outside and knocked on the window instead, one sound after another, which made Jiang Shu feel cold all over.
Feeling that this person was being unreasonable, she felt angry. She abandoned Fu Shiyan on the other end of the phone and raised her hand to press the window: "This is a lane change on the dotted line. You were speeding suddenly just now. How could I hit you if you weren't speeding?"
Che, you are an interesting person. You said you would wait for the traffic police to come and deal with it. Are you worried that I will run away?"
His eyes turned red, and before he could curse angrily, Fu Shiyan's voice continued to increase: "Jiang Shu!"
"You have no reason to rub against my car. Do you know who my father is? Do you know who my grandfather is? If you don't give me an explanation for this, I will let you play for the rest of your life!"
Jiang Shu pressed the car window again, and the hand he stretched out to point was caught unexpectedly. Jiang Shu sneered: "You try? I really want to know who is on top of you, a bunch of moths! Don't talk about your car today.