Chapter 1177: Chapter 1177: Old Classmate
Zheng Lu Hua didn’t even need to look to know that the car in front wasn’t lightly hit.
The driver got out of the car and walked toward her, clearly coming to settle accounts.
Zheng Lu Hua immediately got out of the car and apologized, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it wasn’t intentional. Look, how should we handle this? Compensation or what?"
The driver glanced at Zheng Lu Hua and then at her multimillion Maserati, knew the girl sincerely apologized, and said, "We have an urgent matter to handle now, no time to wait for the police. Can you come with us?"
"Yes, yes," Zheng Lu Hua quickly replied. It’s her fault, and whatever the compensation, that’s it.
Just then, the back door of the car ahead opened, and a man stepped out, calling, "Zheng Lu Hua?"
Zheng Lu Hua turned her head to look, it was a young man, appearing to be twenty-four or twenty-five, dressed in a high-end tailored suit, his features somewhat familiar.
She tentatively said, "Wu Yang?"
The man smiled slightly, "Yes, it’s me, what a coincidence."
Zheng Lu Hua was a bit embarrassed, "Sorry for hitting your car, hope I didn’t hold you up?"
Wu Yang glanced at his watch and said, "I have a meeting in fifteen minutes, looks like I’m going to miss it."
"Ah?" Zheng Lu Hua’s face turned pale, and she quickly apologized, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault."
"But the mistake’s already made, what do you propose?"
"Well..." Zheng Lu Hua hesitated, unable to think of a way to make amends.
Wu Yang laughed, "Old classmates, long time no see. You hit my car and made me late for a meeting, you ought to at least treat me to a cup of coffee."
"Ah?" Zheng Lu Hua didn’t react, just a cup of coffee?
She glanced at his car and said, "I hit your car, whatever the compensation needed should be compensated."
Seeing her serious demeanor, Wu Yang’s smile added a bit and he responded, "Alright, let’s leave first and not obstruct traffic."
"Alright." Zheng Lu Hua nodded and returned to her car.
Wu Yang got into the car, and the driver asked him, "Boss, really not going to the meeting?"
Wu Yang lowered his eyelids and said softly, "There’s no time."
Driver, "..."
Clearly an hour left before the meeting, not understanding why the boss lied.
April quickly passed, and recently Mu Yan has been receiving some photos, concerning Long Xiao and Lin Jiamu.
She’s mostly certain Lin Jiamu and Long Xiao have a private acquaintance.
Though she doesn’t like Long Xiao, it doesn’t interfere with Lin Jiamu knowing him.
But judging from the photos, Lin Jiamu might’ve been a bit of a punk before.
She doesn’t understand what the person behind this wants, but she knows well if these photos spread, it’d be bad for Lin Jiamu’s reputation.
So, she scheduled a meeting with Lin Jiamu tonight to give him all these photos.
Since the morning, after Mu Chen learned she was dining with Lin Jiamu tonight, he kept pestering her to bring back Lin Jiamu’s new album for him to listen.
"I know, I know, new album, stop nagging, my ears are about to get calloused." Mu Yan looked at her brother helplessly, how much does he like Lin Jiamu.
Mu Chen wasn’t afraid she’d find him annoying, grinning wide, bringing vitality to his pale face.
Around half past five, Mu Yan left the hospital building, ready to get in the car, when someone walked up, "Miss Mu."
Mu Yan looked toward the sound; it was a woman in her twenties, wearing a long red dress with bright red lips, seemingly heading to a banquet.
Of course, if you don’t look at the cheap handbag in her hand.
"Who are you?"
"I’m the one who sent you the photos."
