Chapter 113 Hitchhiking
Jian Mo stroked her brow. It had been a long time since she had seen such a poor-mannered person. He was not good at quarreling at all. Now, being drenched by the rain, she sneered, "I said you're interesting. I said I would compensate you, so I can definitely afford it. I gave you money, but you don't want it?"
"Then I'm leaving."
Perhaps because of his bad temper, the man was so angry that he grabbed Jian Mo's hair and pulled it out without any mercy. Jian Mo felt pain and the man cursed. "You hitchhiked my car and you still think you're right?"
Jian Mo couldn't break free and the pain made her cry. After she finally shook him off, the man still had a handful of her hair in his hand.
pain.
The grievances of the whole day fermented, and the raindrops on Jian Mo's face were mixed with tears.
Subconsciously, he felt that he couldn't swallow this humiliation, so he took advantage of Huangmao's unpreparedness to get into the car and locked it.
I found my phone and made a call, and the man reacted and kicked the car hard, yelling, "Fuck you! Get off me, you stinky old woman!"
Jian Mo wiped her face and felt that the process of waiting for the call to be connected was extremely long.
"What's wrong?" A light and clear voice entered his ears, which had nothing to do with romance, but was so pleasant to the ear that it shook his lungs.
Jian Mo suddenly became speechless, only the sound of uneven breathing could be heard.
It was a bit noisy over there, he must be entertaining people, and the sound of her kicking the door was also quite loud.
After a while, someone over there noticed something was wrong and raised their voices by several decibels, "Speak up, Jian Mo!"
From cold to angry.
Her voice was buzzing, and she said reluctantly and aggrievedly, "Can you come over here for a moment?"
"I drove your car and hit someone else's car."
Even the high-tech soundproofing of the car windows couldn't block out the cursing from the man outside.
Every dirty and unpleasant word reached Jian Mo's ears, and then was transmitted through radio waves to Huo Qichen who was attending a social event over there. It was a very solemn occasion, but Huo Qichen frowned hard.
Everyone present observed the expressions on their faces and thought that something had been done or said wrong, creating an atmosphere of insecurity among everyone.
After a long silence, someone called out, "Mr. Huo?"
Jian Mo, who was sitting in the car, also heard it and quickly said, "I've called the police. I don't have my driver's license with me, so it might be a bit troublesome. If you don't have time, send one of your men over..."
Wet by the rain, she spoke with a heavy nasal voice, completely unlike the tense person she was last night.
"What's going on now? Stay in the car and don't move."
The man spoke in a deep voice, his emotion unclear.
Just as he finished speaking, someone outside kicked the car door and felt the pain, so he started knocking on the car window, one knock after another, which made Jian Mo feel cold all over.
She felt that this person was being unreasonable, and her anger was rising. She ignored Huo Qichen on the other end of the phone and raised her hand to roll down the car window: "This is a dotted lane change. You were speeding just now, weren't you? How could I have hit your car if you hadn't been speeding? You're such a funny person. You said you'd wait for the traffic police to come and deal with it. Are you worried that I'd run away?"
His eyes were red, and before he could utter a curse, Huo Qichen's voice continued to increase: "Jian Mo!"
"You hitchhiked my car and you think you're right. Do you know who my father is? Do you know who my grandfather is? I'm telling you, if you don't give me an explanation, I'll ruin your life!"
Jian Mo pressed the car window again, and his hand, which was stretched out to point, was caught off guard. Jian Mo sneered, "You want to try? I really want to know who's above you, a bunch of parasites! Today, let alone one BMW, I can afford to pay for ten!"
The scene attracted passing cars to stop and watch. The man was pinched and wailed in pain, "Look at you all, this bitch not only rubbed my car, but also pinched my hand!"
"..." Jian Mo took a deep breath. This was the first time she was called a shrew when dealing with a stranger. She was about to retort, but the presence in her ear was very strong: "Jian Mo! Let him go immediately! From now on, you are not allowed to talk or leave. Do you hear me?"
His gentle questioning was completely different. He was really furious. His voice was so loud that everyone around him could hear it and they all looked at each other in surprise.
Mu Yi stepped forward: "Mr. Huo...?"
Huo Qichen threw down a fierce warning: "Send me your location, I'll be right over."
On the other end, Jian Mo reluctantly let go of the hand that was pressing the car window switch, stopped talking, and let the storm unfold outside.
Hearing someone get on the bus, his voice suddenly lowered, and his sigh was mixed with helplessness and comfort: "Don't hang up before I arrive."
The girl lowered her head, the curve of her neck like a beautiful white swan, and she casually buckled the seat and replied softly, "Oh."
There was a long silence, with only the sound of each other's breathing and some noises.
Suddenly I heard someone say, "Are you wet?"
"……Um."
"There's a dryer in the car and a towel in the back seat. Wipe it off yourself."
"……oh."
Jian Mo's whole body was a little stiff. She followed his instructions like a puppet, tossing and turning. Her remaining rationality was clamoring: This atmosphere is wrong.
She put her phone aside and wiped her wet hair with a towel.
The stalemate and publicity of the past two days were broken up by the sudden events and sudden exchanges, which were indifferent but warm, like a plant suddenly sprouting in the abyss and growing tender buds and leaves.
Jian Mo mustered up her courage for a long time: "Actually, you don't have to come over, let Mu Yi..."
"Jian Mo."
The man uttered a name calmly, the warning self-evident.
She stopped talking, her cheeks puffed up slightly. After a long while, she suddenly said, "Then drive carefully."
Huo Qichen couldn't help but sneer: "I'm not as stupid as you."
“…”
The traffic police's speed is faster than Huo Qichen's.
First, he evacuated the vehicles, pulled the man aside, and knocked on Jian Mo's window: "Miss?"
Jian Mo's buzzing voice said to the man on the other end, "The traffic police are here."
"The police are here. He won't dare touch you. Get out of the car and cooperate. I'll be there soon."
Jian Mo sniffed, unlocked the central control, and got out of the car holding her phone.
The traffic policeman checked the friction between the two cars. During this gap, a man on the radio said in a deep voice, "I'm here."
In the vast field of vision, I seemed to see a ray of light. I turned around and saw that there was indeed a car parked behind me. The driver's seat was open. A man in a black windbreaker, holding a transparent umbrella, was walking towards them in the rain and snow.
He has a strong aura, is calm and determined, just like a god.
Suddenly, Jian Mo's fragile emotions found a place to rest, and her soft heart seemed to have grown armor and had a solid backing.
A famous reporter from an entertainment newspaper once described Huo Qichen like this: The sense of security that this man can give you is that when you see him, you will want to throw yourself into his arms, and he will definitely protect you.
You stand face to face, deeply moved, and the rest of your life's story is related to this person.
She was momentarily distracted, and the next second, her hand suddenly felt warm. Huo Qichen walked closer and placed his other hand behind her head, giving her a gentle hug and comforting her.
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