My Sweetheart

The owner of the car also got out of the car quickly. He was a middle-aged man about forty years old. He looked angrily at his half-broken car. He pointed at Vivian and yelled, "Can you drive? I have just bought it, can you afford it?"

Vivian frowned and couldn't help but explained, "Sir, it was you who slammed the brakes on suddenly, so I ran into it."

Although her driving skill was not very good, she will not crash into others for no apparent reason.

When the man heard what she said, he became even more angry, "What do you mean? Do you want to shirk responsibility?"

Vivian squeezed her eyebrows a little irritably, and said lightly, "How much I need to pay for your car?"

The man held up a finger and quickly said a number.

Her eyes widened suddenly, and she said coldly, "Are you blackmailing me? This money is enough for you to buy a new car."

The man suddenly sneered, "Then you go buy a new one for me."

He pointed arrogantly at the car behind him, "You can't buy this car with money."

Seeing Vivian's embarrassed look, the man became even more presumptuous, "Lady, if you can't afford it, just tell me, we can call the police." 　　

“Ok, then go to the police station!" Vivian said solemnly.

As she said, she took out her mobile phone, but before she dialed number, the man suddenly smashed her mobile phone as if he had been stimulated. The expression on his face was even a bit fierce, "Who do you want to call? Go to the police station directly!"

Vivian paused, and immediately knew that this man's intention was not simple.

And his eyes seemed to be ill-intentioned. Her back chilled. She turned around on high heels decisively, and walked towards to other cars.

There were quite a few car owners who stopped to watch a good show around, "Sir, can you lend me your mobile phone to make a call?"

He smashed her cell phone and thought she couldn't make calls?

Vivian was still very confident of her beauty. When she smiled, people can’t refuse her. It was so easy for her to borrow a mobile phone.

"No problem at all."

coldly said, "What are you doing? Although I hit you, if you dare to snatch my phone, believe

this moment. As expected, the middle-aged man didn't dare to move anymore for a while, and

a lazy voice

Vivian suddenly became nervous...

when she bumped into someone’s

lip and

answered the phone today and went out. There should be a very important

voice was faintly mocking, "You called me just to ask

car... he may be from my family. He wants to take me

he is there, she will

man's tone was still careless, "You should know that I have no money

turned pale. He didn't show concern for her at all except taunt. Even if she was psychologically prepared at the beginning, his indifference still made her feel

low voice, "Get your things done first. I will take

the phone over there hung up, Vivian was stunned. He was really

can’t wait to hang

down the phone, a sudden crash sounded. The Porsche that was hit just now and was parked on the same place

a sigh

been taken aback long ago. His fat face was trembling, and he walked towards the car. Before he reached out his hand, the glass window

appeared, and Vivian was completely

he come here? Had he been here when she called him just

a chance to speak. The man in the car had stretched out his slender hand. He held a check in his hand, and slammed it lightly on

the middle-aged man’s

not see Marlon's face. She hurriedly returned the phone to the man who lent her the phone,

on the car, the man didn't even give her a chance to speak, he immediately started the engine and left the scene of

was not in a hurry, but he was definitely good at

his handsome profile. Because the atmosphere was a little

lazily, "Then find

her head to make a call. This thing

time, then she asked

separated from her family. She had no much savings, and she had to raise

snorted lightly, "What do

She wringed her fingers, and asked nervously, "You have no