Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Although it was already night, the airport was nearby, and the flow of people was still heavy, and the traffic flow was stagnant because of the accident.

The man was still cursing, and many car owners stopped to check on the situation.

Wen Qingyue slowed down for a while, and waited until the man had scolded enough before saying: "Can we communicate properly after venting?"

The man choked, maybe she was too calm, but the man felt a little embarrassed, choked his neck and said stiffly: "You are fully responsible, you see my car was hit!"

Wen Qingyue didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and she also confirmed that it was her responsibility, "I'm sorry! I'll be responsible for all your car repair costs, and I can compensate you with another 5 yuan, okay? I'm in a hurry now, and I have something to deal with urgently. I will add your contact information and transfer the money to you, as for the situation here, can I let the insurance company handle it?"

The man didn't expect her to be so generous, his eyes rolled, but he didn't agree, "No! You can't leave, 5 yuan is like sending me away, do you know how much mental damage you caused me?"

Wen Qingyue understood, the man wanted to speak loudly, not satisfied with the 8 compensation, "Sir, I am really in a hurry, can I give you [-]?"

But the man shook his head again, regardless of the crowd of onlookers, he was sure that she was anxious, and said arrogantly: "No! You can leave if you want, 15!"

The onlookers couldn't stand it any longer, and said, "Girl, he's just extorting, don't give it to me, call the police, he won't even get [-] yuan!"

"Yes, in this snowy day, the road surface is slippery, so there will inevitably be some accidents. The girl tried her best to avoid casualties, and her car crashed like that, and she also promised to pay for the maintenance costs. In addition, she will pay another [-] yuan in compensation, which is still unreasonable. Forgive me."

The passers-by scolded the man one sentence at a time, and the man became angry with embarrassment, and blushed and shouted: "Don't stand around and talk sarcasticly. Of course you think it's okay if the matter didn't happen to you! It's New Year's Eve, you can try it. As long as she drives carefully, there will be something like this, if it's not for my luck, I don't know what will happen now!"

After turning the words, everyone fell silent. What he said was not completely unreasonable, and no one wanted to encounter such a thing.

"That's not what you said." A big brother in the crowd refuted him rationally, "Even if this lady was solely responsible for the accident, you were innocently victimized, and it's not a reason for you to blackmail, 15, this She really gave you the amount of compensation, do you dare to take it with peace of mind? If you take it, she can sue you for extortion afterwards."

The man was startled, but still unwilling, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I don't want 15, [-], and you don't have to pay for the maintenance."

As soon as the words fell, the nearby traffic police also came over and began to ask about the situation. Wen Qingyue briefly and clearly described what happened, and wanted to say that they were private, so a phone call came in.

Looking at the word Fu Han on the phone screen, Wen Qingyue's hanging heart was a little more stable at this moment, and she ignored the surrounding voices, and said to the traffic police: "Excuse me, I'll answer the phone."

She turned around and went to a place where there were few people to answer the phone. Before she could speak, Fu Han's voice came, "Yueyue, it's me—"

Hearing the man's deep and magnetic voice, Wen Qingyue's heart sank completely, the feeling of panic disappeared completely, and the feeling of grievance surged up, her eyes were red, and she asked tremblingly, "Why didn't you answer my phone? Where are you?" ? Didn’t you mean to surprise me, this is the surprise you said?!”

Fu Han heard her trembling voice, and his brows sank slightly, "I'm sorry, the phone ran out of battery when you called me. Something happened to me and I didn't find it in time."

As soon as she heard that something happened to him, Wen Qingyue's heart hung up again, and she didn't care to be angry with him, she cared: "What happened? Could it be a car accident?"

Fu Han looked up at Su Wanyu who was pushed out by Su Yan, "Well, it's not me, it's Wanyu."

"What do you mean?" Wen Qingyue was stunned for a few seconds before responding, "You didn't come back?"

Fu Han said: "Well, I was already at the airport, but I got a call from the film crew saying that Wanyu and the others were wrapping up today. On the way into the city, there was a car accident and they were rear-ended. I can't ignore Su Yan's absence."

Wen Qingyue would have come to her senses now, and she didn't speak for a long time. The traffic police cleared the crowd and directed the flow of vehicles. The man looked at her from time to time with an impatient expression.

At night, the cold wind blew past, piercing her bones. She was in a hurry to go out. She was wearing a long skirt and a coat that could not resist the wind and cold. On her feet were a pair of sneakers that were convenient for driving. It was freezing cold.

Fu Han couldn't hear her voice for a long time, guessing that she might be angry, and apologized, "I'm sorry Yueyue, I can't come back today to accompany you for the New Year's Eve, and the surprise didn't happen."

Wen Qingyue came back to her senses, tightened her coat a little bit, her face was cold, but her voice was indifferent, and said in an emotionless way: "It's okay, it's just New Year's Eve, if you don't come back, it's the same with my friends, you Take care of her, I still have something to do here, hang up."

After finishing speaking, she didn't give Fu Han a chance to speak, she directly hung up the phone, took a deep breath while holding the phone tightly, and turned back to the accident center.

Seeing her coming back, the man said in an unfriendly tone: "Miss, aren't you in a hurry? Transfer the money."

Wen Qingyue raised her eyelids slightly and looked at him. With red eyes, cold eyes and pale complexion, the man's heart skipped a beat, and his aura instantly weakened.

The traffic police next to her saw that her complexion was not very good, and she was not very old, so she took care of her in a gentle tone: "Girl, are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Wen Qingyue shook her head, "It's okay, it's just a little cold, we've kept this matter private, can we leave?"

The traffic policeman nodded, "The two of you have not caused any casualties, and you have reached a private consensus, you can leave the scene."

Wen Qingyue didn't talk nonsense, and added the man's contact information, "Mr. Li, this is my WeChat and phone number. There is a limit for mobile phone transfers. You send me your bank account number, and I will transfer it to you later."

She was so straightforward, and with the presence of the traffic police, the man didn't dare to talk anymore, so he nodded.

Wen Qingyue returned to her car, called the insurance company and asked the insurance company to come and deal with it, opened the car door, took her bag, and left the scene quickly.

She was distraught at the moment, and she was walking on the road in a daze. After a while, her mobile phone rang. The man just called her bank account and reminded her to transfer money, a total of [-].

Wen Qingyue stopped, copied the account number of the other party, and transferred money to the other party.

After transferring the money, she saw the message Fu Han sent a few minutes ago, and she hung up the phone directly. He felt that she was unhappy, so he didn't continue to call her to coax her, but sent a message, and only sent two, In more than 20 words, I apologized for not being able to come back, saying that I will make up for her tomorrow.