Qiao Wan's car was still driving normally when it was rear-ended, and there was no time to apply the brakes.
The sudden momentum caused her car to hit the curb next to her!
The moment the car stopped due to obstruction, Qiao Wan was very conscious and immediately stepped on the brake and pulled the handbrake.
Then he checked himself up and down again.
Fortunately, apart from a fast heartbeat and a cold sweat, I didn't suffer any injuries.
These past few days have really been a bad year!
Acute laryngitis, 300 ml of blood was drawn for no apparent reason, He Jiezhen was admitted to the hospital with a broken bone, she was almost taken advantage of by Song Jing last night, and was chased again this morning!
Enthusiastic citizens had already called the police, knocked on her car windows, and loudly asked her if she was injured.
It is impossible to say that you are not scared when you encounter a car accident for the first time.
She covered her heart and stretched out her hand twice before opening the car door.
The driver of the car that caused the accident was a middle-aged man with a sinister face.
It was late autumn, but he was wearing a gray short-sleeved T-shirt with a few patches of oil stains on it. The tattooed left arm is wrapped with a dragon-shaped pattern with fangs and claws.
"I'm fully responsible. I just took the insurance." The fat man with the flowery arms hugged her and looked at Qiao Wan in a careless manner, not caring whether she was injured or not.
The moment Qiao Wan met his eyes, she felt inexplicably frightened.
"Miss Qiao, you need to be discerning when driving in the future, and even more so when you are a human being. If you don't have discerning eyes, you won't have the good luck today." The fat man dropped these words and jumped into a black car.
Before Qiao Wan could see the license plate clearly, the car sped away.
The fat man’s words lingered in her ears——
It turned out that the car accident just now was caused intentionally.
The late autumn wind brought chilly air, and Qiao Wan felt chilled from head to toe.
She forced herself to calm down and began to wonder who was behind the scenes.
After thinking about it, there are only two people in Jiangcheng who don't like her, Song Jing and Ye Sheng.
Among the many wealthy families in Jiangcheng, the Song family and the Ye family can be called the top ones.
As long as there is no real evidence, she can't shake anyone.
Police cars and insurance company cars roared over and conducted on-site inspections.
The traffic police said that the driver who caused the accident had voluntarily surrendered and was driving while fatigued, which did not meet the sentencing standard.
Qiao Wan listened quietly. They signed when asked to sign and took photos when asked to do so. They rarely spoke during the whole process.
Because this was a clearly arranged car accident, the fat man's implication was already clear, this time it was just a warning.
Now, the only way to save one's life is to follow the track they have set.
After the car was towed away by the insurance company and everyone dispersed, she remembered that she was going to the Bureau of Culture and Tourism for a meeting.
I took out my cell phone and took a look. The meeting ended twenty minutes ago. There were several missed calls from Zhou Ting'an and Director Liu.
She found a rest chair in a quiet place by the road and sat down. She called Director Liu's mobile phone and told him about being rear-ended.
Director Liu was very sad: "A person who is not injured is better than anything else. You are now the key training target in our station. If anything goes wrong, I will not be able to explain it to the superiors."
After ending the call, Qiao Wan's mind flashed over and over again with the thrilling moment of being rear-ended, and she was not in a hurry to return to the TV station.
She compared Song Jing and Ye Shengfang together. Both of them came from a privileged background and shared the common characteristics of most second-generation people who are arrogant and self-centered.
After all, both of them are suspects.
The sudden ringing call on her cell phone startled her.
Flashing on the screen was Zhou Ting'an's number.
According to her understanding of Zhou Ting'an, as long as she didn't answer, he would call her three times at most.
But this time she miscalculated.
The calls came one after another, leaving no time for her to pause.
She clicked the answer button impatiently.
"I heard from Director Liu that you were rear-ended. Were you not injured? Did you go to the hospital?" Zhou Ting'an changed his usual calm tone and spoke in a hurry, "Were you scared?"
"I'm fine." Her mind was in a mess and she had no desire to explain.
Zhou Ting'an continued to ask: "Where are you now?"
She didn't want to see Zhou Ting'an and was stunned for a moment, "I just want to be alone now."
"Wanwan." Zhou Ting'an was full of melancholy, but still softened his tone, "Why didn't you tell me immediately when such a big accident happened?"
Through the phone screen, Qiao Wan could feel Zhou Tingan's helplessness and unwillingness.
"I can handle it myself, why should I tell you?" She was annoyed and said.
Zhou Tingan over there fell silent.
In fact, as early as three years ago, Qiao Wan noticed Zhou Ting'an's thoughts about her.
Zhou Ting'an was gentle, reserved, and was impeccably kind to her, but because she hated Zhou Shihong, she always stayed away from him.
Zhou Ting'an has never said an exaggerated word to her, nor has she given him any embarrassment. In line with the principle of getting along with each other without meeting, she can't go to Hualan Yipin more than once a year.
She thought about it and found that since a few days before Zhou Ting'an was transferred to the Culture and Tourism Bureau, the two of them had met significantly more often than before.
There were two encounters with Song Jinnan.
She finally managed to hook up with Song Jinnan and move into Jiuheyuan, but she didn't want to cut off her own escape route.
She knew exactly what to do.
"I'm sorry, Wanwan, I was too excited just now and my tone was a bit harsh." Zhou Tinggan was taught since childhood that he was not allowed to embarrass others, so he began to reflect on his apology.
She cleared her throat and continued to act willful, "From now on, you should stop meddling in my personal affairs and work!"
Zhou Ting'an was silent for nearly a minute before uttering the word "good".
She racked her brains and couldn't think of more decisive words, so she had to end the call.
Zhou Ting'an loves face, and if she talks about this, she will definitely not get close to her again in the future.
She didn't rush back to the TV station and took a ride to the hospital.
He Jiezhen was still angry about her sudden departure yesterday, but she immediately became angry when she saw her.
Naturally, she didn't have a good look towards He Jiezhen.
Sister Yun took the initiative to stir up several topics and tried to bring the relationship between mother and daughter closer, but both of them were very clear-minded and did not make sense at all.
Qiao Wan was still thinking about the 100,000 yuan in treatment fees she had paid in advance, so she found a reason to send Sister Yun away and walked to He Jiezhen's bedside.
"Yesterday I paid 100,000 yuan for your treatment. I borrowed it from a friend. You have to pay me back."
She originally wanted to say that she borrowed 70,000 yuan from a friend and 30,000 yuan was her own, but her words changed direction.
He Jiezhen has been living a happy and carefree life for these years. Every day, she makes appointments with several wealthy and free ladies to have beauty treatments, play cards, and go to the counter to do some shopping.
And if she didn't work part-time singing at night, her pitiful monthly salary would only be enough for her food and clothing, not even enough to pay rent and maintain a car.
After weighing it several times, she decided not to spend even the 30,000 yuan as a filial piety.
In order to prevent Song Jinnan from thinking that she was only seeking profit, she wanted to return the 70,000 yuan as soon as possible.
"In your eyes, your mother is not as important as one hundred thousand dollars."
He Jiezhen picked up the mobile phone on the bedside, her well-maintained face was full of sarcasm, "I will transfer it to you immediately. You advanced this hundred thousand yuan for me for a day, and I will pay you together with the interest."
Qiao Wan was unambiguous and picked up her phone to check the loan interest rate.
"According to the current interest rate, the loan interest for 100,000 yuan per day is 785 yuan. In other words, you need to pay me 100,785 yuan. No, the bank interest should be calculated based on yesterday and today. right--"
