On our wedding night, my husband changed!

Hua Sheng rarely drives by himself, so this incident really gave her a headache.

Hua Sheng walked over with a dark face. The people who got off the electric tricycle looked childish when they raised their heads.

He looks like a child, although he is quite tall, but...

"You hit my car." Hua Sheng said coldly.

"Is this your car?" The boy was stunned, obviously panicked.

Hua Sheng took out the key and pressed it. The car lights flashed a few times, but... that beautiful streamlined front face had been badly damaged.

Yu Ping is also worried. Does it cost a lot to repair the car?

"How did you drive your car? Why did you hit the curb? This is a parking lot?" Hua Sheng looked at the surrounding terrain and was speechless.

"I...just tried to hide from the car on the other side, but I had no choice."

"Then I'll call the traffic police to handle it." Hua Sheng picked up the phone.

"Sister, please, don't call the police, don't..."

The tall, thin boy was dressed very ordinary, and the Nike shoes on his feet were also very old. The black cotton-padded jacket and the trousers underneath were all from Uniqlo.

The kind of electric tricycle I drive also has a lot of scratches on it.

"What are you doing?" Hua Sheng was confused.

"I...have no home to look for, the police will take me away."

"How old are you?" Hua Sheng was speechless.

The boy licked his dry lips and said, "Sixteen."

"You are so young. You are driving a tricycle around and you don't have a driver's license. It is very dangerous for you. Not only will you not be safe, but others will also be affected by you." Hua Sheng frowned.

It was rare for her to be so serious and angry. She only thought about a sixteen-year-old child who knew everything. How could she do such an unreliable thing?

"Sister...I'm sorry. I will call my dad and pay you for it. Please don't call the police."

Hua Sheng sighed slightly, there was really nothing he could do, "Xiaoping, you can take a taxi and leave. I can't see you off."

"I'll solve it with you, don't worry."

"No, don't waste time with me. Go back to the store. Maybe we can open it."

After Hua Sheng said this, Yu Ping no longer insisted on accompanying her. After she left, Hua Sheng did not call the police and waited for the boy's father to come.

During this period, Hua Sheng glanced at the back of the tricycle. There seemed to be several express packages.

"Does your home deliver express delivery?"

"My dad is a courier."

"Ah." Hua Sheng nodded.

At this time, a man riding a similarly dilapidated tricycle came over. He was wearing shabby clothes and it was obvious that he came from a very poor family.

"I'm sorry, miss. My son hit your car. Let's resolve it privately. He is still young and does not have a driver's license. I'm afraid it will have a bad impact on him."

"You know you don't have a driver's license and you still let him drive. As a parent, you really...why don't you teach your children basic safety knowledge? This is very dangerous, and the children are also in danger."

"Yes, it's my fault, I'm sorry." The man had a good attitude.

"Sister, don't talk about my father. There is nothing you can do. If our family was rich, no one would want to deliver express. My brother is sick at such a young age. My mother has to take care of him in the hospital, and my father has to carry it alone. Start a family. I just want to help him deliver express and make more money during the holidays. We are not wrong, we are just too poor. Although I don’t have a driver’s license, it is because I am not young enough, but my skills are fine. This time it was an accident. The truck on the other side was going in the wrong direction, and I hit you to avoid it." The boy looked aggrieved and his eyes were red.

It was obvious that the child was very scared when he knew that he was causing trouble. Hua Sheng felt uncomfortable after hearing this.

At this time, someone in the crowd of onlookers gloated and said, "It's not enough for you and your father to sell tricycles. The girls' supercars all cost several million. It's only one million to repair them. You can afford it." Are you going to go back and prepare to sell your house and land?"

After listening, the faces of the father and son suddenly turned pale. They were both low-class people. How could they know the make of Hua Sheng's car and how much it cost?