Fu Zhuochen didn't know what happened to him today. He had obviously returned home and looked at the door, but for a moment he didn't want to go in.
Things about the company, grandpa’s words, his body, his marriage...
While he was sorting out this mess, the car was suddenly hit hard, interrupting Fu Zhuochen's thoughts.
"I'll go down and take a look," the driver said immediately.
Fu Zhuochen turned his head and glanced out the window.
This glance straightened Fu Zhuochen's expression.
This face...
The driver looked at the area where the car was scratched and immediately asked Qiao Simu: "The road is so wide, how do you drive?"
When Qiao Simu heard the driver's question, he immediately asked angrily: "Is this road so wide? Look clearly, there is only one lane in one direction here, and your car is parked here, so why should I walk? Do you have any sense of public morality?
?!"
The driver listened to Qiao Simu's question and couldn't find anything to refute her for a while.
According to Qiao Simu's words, there is nothing wrong, but...
There are only a few aristocratic families from Yan City living here, and there are usually no cars on this mountain road, let alone at this point.
When the driver was thinking about how to answer Qiao Simu's words, he suddenly felt that this face was very familiar: "Are you the one who hit our car that night?"
Qiao Simu looked like he suddenly realized: "It turns out to be you. I said, since you choose to drive on the road, can you please learn how to drive in a civilized manner?
Turn to go straight, stop and flash, haven’t you learned these when you took the driver’s license test?”
driver:"……"
Qiao Simu looked impatient: "I'm too lazy to argue with you this late at night, so if the car hits me, I'll consider myself unlucky.
I don’t ask you to pay any compensation, just drive the car away quickly and everyone can go back and rest early, okay?”
Fu Zhuochen, please, go back to sleep quickly and stop blocking the door!
"Since there is a dispute, we must make it clear. It's already at this point anyway, and we don't care if we wait a little longer, right?" Fu Zhuochen's cold voice came from the car.
Qiao Simu: "...!!"
Damn it, why does Fu Zhuochen still care about such a trivial matter?
Especially when Qiao Simu saw the driver pushing Fu Zhuochen out of the car and coming to her, Qiao Simu's heart almost stopped.
Fortunately, she had the foresight to wear sunglasses, so Fu Zhuochen didn't see her panicked eyes.
Qiao Simu tried hard to stabilize his mind, and with the idea of a quick solution, he asked Fu Zhuochen: "Okay, then how do you think we should solve it?"
Compared with Qiao Simu's anxiety, Fu Zhuochen seemed very leisurely, "First, you hit our car, you were the active party;
Second, although the road has only two lanes in both directions, the width of each lane is completely enough for two cars to travel together;
Third, when driving at night, it is natural to turn on the lights. As long as you turn on the lights and concentrate on driving, you will not be able to see such a big car unless you are blind.
To sum up, you should bear full responsibility for this accident."
Listening to Fu Zhuochen's words, Qiao Simu took two deep breaths and tried to tell herself not to be angry or angry.
Damn it, you are blind!
Lying in the car and listening to Fu Zhuochen's words, Situ Qing almost couldn't help laughing.
He can use his personality as a guarantee. Not only is his sister not blind, her eyesight and driving skills are quite good.
He just took a sneak peek at the place where the two cars collided.
That angle was really tricky to find. While protecting his own car to the greatest extent, he also caused as much damage to the other car as possible.
There is also the control of speed, which can be said to be as terrifying as a precise machine.
After enduring it, Qiao Simu decided not to bear it anymore and retorted confidently: "You are not allowed to get out of the car at night to let off steam?
Am I blind? Master, if I were blind, would you believe it, your car would have been turned into scrap metal by now, and it would only have a few scratches?"
Fu Zhuochen found it quite funny when he saw that Qiao Simu didn't show any signs of "having mercy on my aunt before she crashed your car."
"So, I still have to thank you?"
Qiao Simu raised her chin and thanked her subordinate Fu Zhuochen unceremoniously: "You're welcome."
Fu Zhuochen said quietly: "So you yourself admitted that you were solely responsible for hitting my car, even though it was not turned into scrap metal as you said."
Qiao Simu took a deep breath and said, "You are really not an ordinary person. You deserve to be single."
Fu Zhuochen raised his eyebrows and looked at Qiao Simu: "You know I'm single?"
Qiao Simu's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat, and she raised a sarcastic smile: "If you weren't single, how could you sit in the car alone at night, thinking about life on the side of the road?"
"Aren't you also single? Why are you embarrassed to talk to me?" Fu Zhuochen said lightly.
Qiao Simu's heart was so flustered that he almost jumped out of his chest, and said with a smile: "Yes, I am indeed single now, and I just became single less than an hour ago."
Qiao Simu put his hand on Fu Zhuochen's chin, lifted his chin, curved the corners of his lips, and said in a frivolous tone: "Since we are both single, should we consider going to play with my sister?
Although men are not good things, it is still okay to play with them occasionally."
The driver's temples were twitching as he looked at this scene.
This woman is so brave, she dares to provoke the CEO like this!
He also said in front of the CEO that men are not things.
Fu Zhuochen calmly took Qiao Simu's hand away.
When their hands touched each other, their bodies stiffened in unison.
Qiao Simu took back his hand and pretended to be nonchalant: "Man, it is true that he is not a good thing."
Fu Zhuochen suppressed the strange feeling in his heart: "Miss, what happened to you only shows that your eyesight is not good. You have fallen in love with a man who looks like scrap metal. It does not mean that all men are bad."
Qiao Simu looked at Fu Zhuochen with a half-smile, and said meaningfully: "You are right, the man I am attracted to is indeed very bad.
A man who is ready to get married, suddenly a so-called childhood sweetheart appears, and then kicks his fiancée. Do you think such a man is worse than scrap metal?
At least the scrap copper and iron can be reused and recycled. Shouldn't such scumbags be exterminated?"
Listening to Qiao Simu's words, Fu Zhuochen didn't know why, but he always felt that something was wrong.
But he couldn't tell what was wrong.
And I felt that what she said seemed a bit familiar.
"Let's go." Fu Zhuochen suddenly said to Qiao Simu.
Qiao Simu was stunned: "Why go?"
Fu Zhuochen raised his lips and said, "Didn't you just say you wanted to take me to play?"