As soon as he returned to the office, Mu Jianyan suddenly sneezed twice.
She rubbed her nose, picked up her bag and went home from get off work.
Arriving at the parking lot, Mu Jianjian walked a few steps and suddenly stopped. She came back to her senses and looked around.
Nothing unusual was found.
Mu Jianyan frowned slightly. Is she too sensitive?
Why do I feel like someone is watching me secretly?
Arriving in front of the car, Mu Jianjian vigilantly checked around the car and got into the car after finding nothing abnormal.
It seemed like she was worrying too much.
Driving out of the parking lot and waiting for the traffic light at the intersection, a van stopped on her left.
Mu Jianjian was on the phone with Tangbao. The tall truck beside her blocked the sun. She glanced sideways and saw that the driver was wearing a fisherman's hat. Because he was higher than her, she could only see the man's round chin.
The other person seemed to be aware of her gaze and glanced at her, but the hat was on so he couldn't see her eyes.
"Mommy!"
Tangbao's crisp little milky voice changed Mu Jianjian's thoughts, and she smiled and responded, "Tangbao, have you been very good today? Mommy will be home soon."
"Tangbao is so good today," said Tangbao's soft voice on the phone, "Mommy, can you give me a cup of milk tea as a reward for being so good?"
"I want to drink taro paste pop bo milk tea."
Listening to the glutinous voice of the snack vendor, the boredom that had accumulated in Mu Jian's heart was swept away. While driving, she glanced at the shops on the roadside and saw two milk tea shops.
but……
"No, you forgot that you drank too much milk tea last time and ended up having a stomachache?"
Tangbao drawled his voice, "Ah... Okay, then I can drink juice. It's the one Aunt Hanhan bought last time. It's sweet, peach-flavored, and very delicious."
Through the screen, Mu Jianyan seemed to hear the sound of Tangbao swallowing.
She pursed her lips and smiled softly. Just when she was about to say something, the truck suddenly accelerated and seemed to be overtaking in a curve.
Mu Jian was shocked.
She turned right, and the truck also turned right. The roar of the large truck, which was four or five meters taller than her, was deafening, with a strong sense of oppression. If she was speeding on a curve, she would not be able to stop...
He didn't even wait for Mu Jianjian to finish his thoughts.
One tire of the truck skidded, hit her car, tilted and fell over!
"Can't you help but talk about it?!"
Mu Jianjian held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, stepped on the brakes, and at the same time turned the steering wheel hard, drifting in place and turning around.
She was thankful that it was not rush hour and there were no cars on the fairly spacious streets.
"Squeak!!"
The truck made a loud braking sound and scraped against her drifting body. It stopped dangerously and dust was flying!
Just a little bit worse.
Almost, her car would be crushed to pieces!
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
From the microphone, the confused voice of the sugar baby came, "Why doesn't mommy stop talking? Every time the sugar baby talks about wanting to drink milk tea, mommy stops talking, hum!"
Mu Jianjian could almost imagine Tangbao's aggrieved look at this moment. She gently coaxed: "Tangbao, be good, Mommy has something to do. Tangbao will play alone for now. When Mommy comes back, she will make milk tea for you.
,OK?"
"Mommy means what she says!"
Tangbao happily hung up the phone. Mu Jianyan raised his eyes, his face now filled with coldness.
He watched the truck driver hurried towards him, took off his headphones, then opened the door and got out of the car.
"I'm sorry, I took a nap and accidentally stepped on the accelerator too much while turning. You got a scratch. How much does it cost to repair it? I'll pay for it."
The driver smiled apologetically and stepped forward. Mu Jianyan narrowed his eyes.
“You still drive tired when driving a truck, don’t you know the danger?”
"I know, I know, but I can't help it. My whole family relies on me to earn money to support the family. My child has just turned three years old. In order to make more money, I can only work hard."
The driver nodded and bowed. The dark skin under his hat seemed to show that he was working hard. He was wearing a T-shirt, which had been washed and turned yellow, and there were a few holes in it.
He kept holding a gray towel to wipe his sweat, and he looked really nervous.
Mu Jian's doubts about him subsided a bit. She softened her tone and said, "There are seniors and juniors, but they don't pay attention to safety when driving. It's okay if nothing happens. What if something happens?"
She didn't want to talk nonsense to him.
But when he heard him talking about the three-year-old child, he immediately thought of her Li Bao who was far away abroad.
Due to physical reasons, he had to recuperate abroad. Now that he was separated from her, how could it not be a bitter experience in life?
The driver's dark hands held a pile of crumpled RMB, including a few hundred yuan bills, a few fifty yuan bills, and some change, which added up to less than two thousand yuan.
"I...I only have this amount of money on me. Do you think it's enough? If it's not enough, I'll think of another way. Please don't call the police."
"If I call the police, I will be deducted at least nine points. The whole family depends on me to support them..."
The driver said pleadingly, looking like he was about to cry.
Mu Jianjian walked to the back of the car and checked the scratched area. Fortunately, the car performed better. When he bought this car, he was interested in its anti-irritability.
Mu Jianyan is not a holy mother, but the car was indeed not seriously scratched.
"Uncle, since you know that you are the breadwinner of the family, you should take good care of your health instead of driving tiredly just to make a few extra bucks."
She casually took a few bills from the driver's hand and said calmly, "These bills will be regarded as your compensation. Be careful in the future, not everyone is so easy to talk to."
Mu Jian looked at the time and said, "I still have something to do, so that's it."
After that, she got in the car, restarted the car, and drove away.
The driver stood there, looking at the rear of the car that quickly disappeared into the street. He straightened his back and his weathered eyes became cold.
It was obviously a dead end, but he managed to avoid it by drifting.
This woman is not easy to mess with!
The driver got in the car, took out his mobile phone, opened the address book, and found a number with white on it.