River City.
Black Bu Jia Di mysteriously drove in the right lane.
Inside the car, the man who was deep in thought had a handsome face as noble as a god.
With a "bang", Bu Jia Di was braked to the side of the road.
"Sir …" The driver turned his head to look at Mei Mu Tian in fear, "A girl riding a bicycle got onto the car."
"Mm, you can go handle it." The statue—like man didn't move the slightest bit. His pair of lake—like eyes quietly stared at the front of the car.
"Miss, how did you get on the bike? Why don't you take the crosswalk when you're crossing the road? " The driver and the girl.
"What about you? Why don't you turn around and slow down?" The girl's name was Shui Qingmo, and she was in a hurry to do her styling.
Tonight's date was very important. If she wasn't careful and got tied up with a fiance, she would only want to die.
"It's subtracted, this is Bu Jia Di, look …"
Mei Mu Tian frowned when he heard this, he did not like bullying others with his wealth.
The tall figure finally moved. The big, gnarled hands gently pushed open the door of the car, and the long legs elegantly stepped out of the car.
"Uncle Sen..." He stopped it in a low voice.
Looking at the girl again, she wore a white shirt with a pair of white jeans.
This simple and unadorned clothing caused some fragments to subconsciously flash across his mind, causing his Eye Color to sink even deeper.
That kind of pleasant voice, which had a manliness unique to it in magnetism, attracted the attention of the surrounding people who were watching the show. They all shifted their gaze towards Mei Mu Tian.
"So handsome..."
"He really wants to earn money from the unwritten rules …"
"Wow, a lover in a dream!"
On the side, a group of girls were in a infatuation.
Shui Qing Mo was also stunned when she saw the handsome man through the gaps of his fingers.
However, it only lasted for a moment before she regained consciousness.
"Sir, my bike is broken. Your bike is still fine. Look, my lord has suffered a lot, so he doesn't care. Can you let me leave first?" "I'm in a hurry …"
The tip of her tongue moistened her lips, and her very casual movements revealed a kind of flirtatiousness unique to a little woman. However, it just so happened that the flashing neon light was reflected in Mei Mu Tian's field of vision.
A very young girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old.
"Uncle Sen..." Mei Mu Tian's cold gaze once again turned from the girl to the driver.
The Uncle Sen understood, "Sir, just drop a little paint, a few hundred thousand is enough to repair it …"
"Sir, you are so much luckier than me. At least you can continue to ride. As for me, I need to walk."
Shui Qing Mo looked at the car in front of him that seemed to be unharmed, with a look of regret on her face. This was the first time she had seen a real car being so cool.
However, she was unlucky to have crashed into this car. Several hundred thousand yuan in compensation!
She didn't even have a few hundred thousand now, much less a few hundred thousand.
In his pockets, there was only the "kind—hearted" coupon that Wen Shu Shu that woman gave her.
There's cold voice sounded in his ears, "If you dare to be late and not show up, be careful or your uncle will break your legs and force you to quit school … …"
Thinking of this, her two beautiful legs, which were tightly wrapped in her jeans, couldn't help but take a step back. The next step, there was only one thought in her mind, and that was to escape …
"Are you in a hurry?" Mei Mu Tian's gaze finally landed on the old and broken bicycle. He couldn't help but smile as he imagined the scene of the girl riding the bicycle and walking down the road.
"Wow …" Shui Qing Mo touched her chest. When this man wasn't smiling, she was already handsome enough, but this smile was definitely heaven defying.
"Yes, I'm in a hurry." She immediately opened her small mouth and corrected herself seriously. Otherwise, she would have thought that she was in a hurry because of her relationship with a man.
"This matter cannot be rushed. We have to take it slow. Uncle Sen, report this …" Mei Mu Tian smiled slightly, appearing to be indifferent.
Uncle Sen took out his phone and was about to dial a number, but Shui Qing Mo had already opened the cloth bag on her back quickly and quickly, and casually fished out an ID card and handed it over to Mei Mu Tian.
Then, he raised his face and said seriously, "Sir, please be at ease. I am a law—abiding citizen and this is my ID card. If you have any questions, please feel free to look for me."
It was a small face with a straight face, but it was exquisite and pleasant to look at.
Seeing that he was not moving like a mountain, Shui Qing Mo grabbed his hand, took his phone and saved his phone number, "My phone number, this way it's convenient for Mister to find me for compensation in the future."
After saving it, she stuffed the phone back into Mei Mu Tian's hands: "This is it for now, I'm really anxious."
With that, she turned around and walked away.
She was in too much of a hurry and accidentally sprained her shoes. Her delicate body fell backwards …