The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

When Lan Xinhui drove away in the car, she was still in a daze. She always felt that the kiss just now was a bit unreal, because that kiss was the same as when she kissed that boy in her previous dream.

But how could it be the same?How could a real kiss be the same as a kiss in a dream?Moreover, Wang Zichen, he is not the owner of the longevity lock!

In a trance of wild thoughts, Lan Xinhui turned the direction casually, she suddenly felt that she actually turned the steering wheel on the right, but pressed the direction indicator light on the left by a strange coincidence.

She froze for a moment, and wanted to turn the direction back, but suddenly thought that it was okay to go to the left, so she continued to turn the direction to the left, and then raised her hand to turn off the direction indicator light.

While she was frantically operating, she suddenly saw from the rearview mirror that the car behind was rushing straight towards her car. She panicked and stepped on the accelerator hard, and the car jumped out.

When she looked up, she saw a car suddenly coming out from the gate of a residential area. She stepped on the brakes in a hurry and turned to the right to avoid it.

Lan Xinhui's car narrowly passed by that car, and then hit the flowerbed by the side of the road. With a "boom -" sound, the car suddenly jolted and stopped.

Lan Xinhui was a little dizzy from the shock, she was lying on the steering wheel in a daze.

Suddenly, the car shook for a while, and when she looked up, she saw a person outside the car window angrily kicking her car.

Lan Xinhui took a deep breath, opened the door and got out of the car.

The man who was kicking Lan Xinhui's car to vent his anger saw Lan Xinhui get off the car and pointed at her. He wanted to yell at her, but when he suddenly saw such a beautiful girl, he couldn't swear, he just kept staring at her. she voila.

Lan Xinhui looked at the kicked car, took a deep breath, and said as calmly as possible: "Sir, if you have something to say, don't take it out on my car, okay?"

The man came back to his senses and said, "What's wrong with kicking such a cheap car?" He pointed to his car and said proudly, "Look at my car, such an expensive car, hit my car , can you afford it?"

Lan Xinhui turned her head to look at his car, he saw her staring at it for a long time, and said proudly: "This is a Lamborghini, I think you have never seen such a luxury car, have you?"

Lan Xinhui didn't make a sound, when she raised her eyes, she saw a car that seemed familiar.

The man followed Lan Xinhui's gaze, and saw a cool Rolls-Royce Phantom. He, who was originally arrogant, suddenly choked.

But he didn't think that cool car had anything to do with Lan Xinhui, so he quickly regained his arrogance: "Look here," he pointed to the scratched part of his car: "Here One piece is dented, and the paint is peeled off. It may cost tens of thousands of yuan to fix it again."

He glanced at Lan Xinhui's plain dress: "Do you have that much money to pay?"

Lan Xinhui shook her head, and was about to reason with him, but the man continued: "No money? That's fine, then pay the debt!" He then reached out his hand frivolously to touch Lan Xinhui face: "For the sake of your beauty..."

Suddenly, a big hand stretched out and slapped his hand away: "If you have something to say, what are you doing with your hands and feet?"

The man looked at Wang Zichen who had slapped his hand off, and said fiercely, "Who are you? What are you doing?" As he spoke, he punched Wang Zichen angrily.

Wang Zichen raised his hand and grabbed his fist. The man wanted to grab his fist back, but he couldn't move his hand. The pain from being grabbed made him cry out in pain.

"You suddenly rushed out of the car at a high speed and did not give way to the vehicles on the main road." Wang Zichen said solemnly: "You are clearly responsible for the accident, but you still bully her!"

"Who says I'm responsible?" The man said stiffly, "She drives very fast, too?"

Wang Zichen shook off his hand and said, "Okay, since you said so, let's wait for the traffic police to deal with it!" Then he took out his mobile phone to make a call.