Hence, Lin Chu did not speak. Yan Beicheng raised his eyebrows, waiting for Lin Chu to plead for mercy, but Lin Chu did not say anything.
The two of them ignored each other and waited in the car for a quarter of an hour. Then, they saw a white LaCrosse driving towards them from the opposite side of the road. It stopped sneakily by the roadside, and the driver stuck his head out. Wasn't that Zuo Qiu?
Yan Beicheng: "…"
Was he afraid that Cheng Ziming could not see him?
From afar, he saw Zuo Qiu take out his phone. Then, Yan Beicheng's phone rang.
"…" Yan Beicheng picked it up speechlessly. He could not be bothered with him.
Then, he heard Zuo Qiu say, "Young Master Yan, I'm here!"
"…" Yan Beicheng pursed his lips. "I saw it. Did you see the BMW X1 behind me? The one that Cheng Ziming is driving. "
Thanks to Yan Beicheng, Zuo Qiu was very familiar with Cheng Ziming.
"I saw it!" Zuo Qiu quickly said.
"Okay, go ahead. If you can wreck his car, I'll get you a new car. You can choose one," Yan Beicheng said calmly.
Zuo Qiu hung up and shivered. He looked at the small size of his LaCrosse and felt that it was impossible to wreck Cheng Ziming's car, but it was still possible to disgust him.
Hence, he followed the traffic light to the opposite side of the road. Cheng Ziming was still frowning. He did not know what the two of them were doing in the Jeep in front of him. Why did it stop there and no one got out of the car?
Could it be that the man could not control himself and could not wait to get home, so he just died by the side of the road?
It was broad daylight, how could it be!
When did Lin Chu become so shameless? He was really willing to sacrifice anything for the sake of money, for the sake of revenge!
Just as he was thinking, the car suddenly shook, as if someone had hit his car from behind.
Cheng Ziming was about to get out of the car to take a look, but the black Jeep in front of him started moving.
Cheng Ziming hesitated for a moment, but he was sure that he would not let off the person who hit his car. He poked his head out of the window and saw a head also poking out of the window of the white LaCrosse behind him. The person even waved at him with a mischievous smile. "Sorry, sorry. I just got my license and I'm not good at it. I wanted to stop the car, but I didn't calculate the distance properly and hit you."
As he spoke, Zuo Qiu got out of the car and handed a business card to Cheng Ziming sincerely. "I'm really sorry. This is my business card. My car is insured. You can go and fix it. I'll pay for it."
With such a good attitude and the other party taking the initiative to ask for compensation, Cheng Ziming couldn't be too stubborn.
He took the business card and looked at the title of Yanhui's CEO's assistant printed on the business card. Immediately, a look of deep veneration appeared on his face. He hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car. Afraid that Zuo Qiu would take the business card back, he quickly stuffed it into his suit pocket.
Then, he held Zuo Qiu's hand and shook it up and down, as if he was excited to meet a bosom friend, but he tried to maintain a neutral expression and said, "It's you, Mr. Zuo."
Zuo Qiu raised his eyebrows as if he was serious. "You know me?"
Cheng Ziming hurriedly took out his business card and gave it to Zuo Qiu. "I'm the manager of Lin Mao's sales department. Nice to meet you, Mr. Zuo."
Zuo Qiu didn't say that he didn't know him. He smiled politely and said, "Mr. Cheng, I remember that you are Miss Lin's fiancé."
Cheng Ziming didn't mind that Zuo Qiu's profound look was very different from before. He was very flattered that Zuo Qiu knew him. At this moment, he really wanted to leave a good impression on Zuo Qiu. If he could cooperate with Yanhui in the future, he would have a higher position in Lin Zhenghe's heart and become more reliable.
Seeing that Cheng Ziming wanted to please him and build a relationship with him, Zuo Qiu didn't want to give him a chance. Although he was a little stupid in front of Yan Beicheng, he was still very elegant in front of others.
Before Cheng Ziming could say anything further, he said, "I'm really sorry for hitting your car today. This is the phone number of my insurance broker. You can contact him at any time."
Zuo Qiu took out another business card and gave it to him.
"You're too kind. Since we know each other, this small dent is nothing. It won't cost much anyway. We're all friends, so it's not worth hurting our relationship over this. "Although Cheng Ziming took the business card, he didn't seem to mind and casually put it in his pocket.
Zuo Qiu sneered. Who treats you as a friend? However, since Cheng Ziming was so helpful, he wouldn't stand on ceremony.
He nodded and said, "Alright then. I still have something to do, so I'll leave first. Let's talk another day."
Cheng Ziming heard that and didn't dare to stop him. He even smiled politely as he watched Zuo Qiu get into the car.
Zuo Qiu thought about Yan Beicheng's words, clenched his teeth, and reversed the car slightly. He turned the steering wheel and prepared to turn onto the road, but it was as if he had not calculated the angle and space well. Cheng Ziming was still standing outside the car, watching as the front of Zuo Qiu's LaCrosse squeezed into the rear of his car. Accompanied by an ear-piercing screech, the rear of his car was dented. Needless to say, the paint on the back of his car had been completely obliterated.
Zuo Qiu stuck his head out of the car window with a green face and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry. I just got my driver's license this week, so I really didn't get it right."
The corner of Cheng Ziming's mouth twitched. He could only laugh dryly and say, "It's okay, it's okay. If you don't mind, I can drive it for you."
Zuo Qiu smiled shyly and said, "I still want to practice my driving skills."
Cheng Ziming's face turned green. You want to practice your driving skills? Don't use my car to practice!
Unfortunately, Zuo Qiu didn't seem to understand Cheng Ziming's uncontrollable expression. He didn't reverse the car, but directly squeezed into the rear of the BMW X1 in front of him and slid hard before driving out.
Cheng Ziming didn't know how Zuo Qiu drove, but he slashed a big and long hole on the side of the BMW X1. He watched as Zuo Qiu's LaCrosse drove away with a dented corner. No matter how he looked at it, it looked joyful.
Cheng Ziming lowered his head and looked at his car that was scratched beyond recognition. He didn't know how much it would cost to repair it. He had already rejected Zuo Qiu earlier, so he was too embarrassed to ask him for insurance again.
Under the astonished gazes of the passersby, Cheng Ziming got into the car and slammed the door.
When he first bought this car, he treasured it very much. He couldn't bear to let it get dirty or damaged. In the end, it had been ruined to such an extent today. It was a little like a broken pot, and it wished that it could directly disassemble the car.
On the other side, Yan Beicheng parked the car in front of Lin Chu's house without saying a word. Lin Chu got out of the car with a cold face. She didn't say goodbye to him, nor did she tell him to be careful on the road. This made Yan Beicheng very depressed.
Actually, when he thought about it, he was being petty in the morning. After teaching Cheng Ziming a lesson, he was in a good mood. But now that he saw Lin Chu unhappy, he was a little depressed.
He frowned and got out of the car. He casually locked the car and followed Lin Chu into the unit. Lin Chu glanced at him and saw that he followed her into the elevator. Lin Chu snorted in her heart. Wasn't he angry? Don't go home with me if you can!
But when they got out of the elevator, Lin Chu opened the door with the key. Yan Beicheng looked down and saw that her movements were very steady. She wasn't as flustered as before.
Lin Chu had just opened the door and was about to close it in front of Yan Beicheng when he squeezed in, closed the door, and pressed her against the door.
Lin Chu was shocked. She saw that he was still panting heavily with a sullen face. He kept squeezing her against the door, and he squeezed against her body again. Her body was extremely hot.
Lin Chu's face turned red. She felt weak, so she widened her eyes again and made a fierce expression.
Yan Beicheng made a "tsk" sound in disdain. She glared at him for a long time but didn't show any fierceness. "Why are you angry with me? Or do you feel bad for bullying Cheng Ziming just now? "
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