1158: Chapter 587: Encountering a Minor Incident 1158: Chapter 587: Encountering a Minor Incident For returning students, student registration was just a routine task.
Yan Fei and Xu Xiaoyan, familiar with the drill, completed the paynt of their tuition fees, and that was that.
The only thing that took up ti was running into Xu Xiaoyan’s classmates around campus.
After a vacation, the students were all eager to catch up, and ti would slip away while they chatted.
Mainly because Student Xu Xiaoyan was sothing of a celebrity.
So far, she had participated in a stunning dance performance and a long-distance run that had many people’s jaws dropping…
Ah, and there was that ti a love letter triggered a bloody incident with quite a big impact at the ti.
Of course, the most crucial aspect about Student Xu Xiaoyan was that she was exceptionally beautiful—a widely acknowledged truth that guaranteed her status as a person of interest.
Thus, as they left the campus, Yan Fei had a big smile on his face, pretending to exaggerate his attention on his wife.
With sharp ears, he could hear people referring to himself in less than flattering terms no less than ten tis along the way.
But who cares about being called cow dung?
The more people said that a beautiful flower was stuck in cow dung, the better—it just showed how attractive their ‘flower’ was, and how jealous those people were…
Seeing his lecherous expression, the girl shot him a glare and quickened her pace on the sidewalk as if she couldn’t wait to get rid of him and avoid being associated with the disdain coming from behind.
They hadn’t walked far when Yan Fei shalessly caught up, “Slow down, there’s still sothing we need to do!”
“What is it?” she slowed down and asked.
“Isn’t this the bank?
Where’s the card where you stash your secret savings?
Let’s deposit so more, just in case you run out!” he suggested.
“It’s enough, there’s already more than enough on the card to last until graduation.
What do I need all that money for!” she replied.
“It’s better to be safe than sorry, co on, take it out.
Whatever the amount, let’s deposit so more.”
“…”
After much pestering, she finally took out her precious card and let him take it into the bank.
Since the sester had just begun, there were quite a few people conducting business, and seeing the long line, the girl couldn’t help but feel amused, “Look at that queue.
With the ti we’d spend waiting, we might as well go ho and tidy up instead!”
Yan Fei thought so too; after all, he’d have plenty of chances to co back, what with his frequent trips to the bank.
They reached where the car was parked.
Once they got in and began heading ho, Yan Fei tactfully refrained from bringing up the topic of her driving again—she felt that driving this car was too flashy, and even for registering at the school, she had him park it far away, let alone drive it herself to school.
They hadn’t reached the next intersection when they found themselves in a traffic jam—traffic jams were rare these days and typically ant sothing had happened.
Though neither of them were the type to seek out excitent, they were stuck in the car and couldn’t help but overhear what had happened.
It wasn’t anything major, just a cyclist trying to avoid a child, accidentally scraping a nearby small car.
The several people involved were already on the scene, along with a young traffic policeman diating the situation—and Yan Fei knew him, the audacious one he had ‘asked for directions’ and greeted before.
The car’s owner, a woman in her thirties dressed as fashionably as an eighteen-year-old girl, was accompanied by burly n who resembled bodyguards.
At a glance, you could tell the cyclist was from a nearby village, riding an old-fashioned big bicycle, with a tofu cutting board strapped to the rear seat—which turned out to be the culprit since the board was slightly wider than the bike and had caused the scrape.
The child’s parents hadn’t left either, but they didn’t look wealthy from their appearance and were trying to reason with the car owner.
In situations like these, with a traffic officer present, it should have been easy to resolve the matter.
However, the female car owner was being particularly unyielding, indignantly exclaiming, “You’ve scraped off such a big chunk of paint from my new car, and you owe five hundred bucks.
You don’t agree, but I’m not pleased either!
My car is new; if I damaged sothing you just bought, would you be happy if I had to pay for repairs?”
The tofu seller explained, “Big sister…”
“Who are you calling ‘big sister’?” The woman, already unsatisfied, beca even more annoyed at the term.
“Your face is all wrinkled, and you call big sister, wishing an early death, huh?”
The tofu seller corrected himself, “Miss…”
“Are you insulting ?” The woman’s anger went from bad to worse.
“Who are you calling ‘miss’?
Say it, who are you calling ‘miss’?
Well, why aren’t you speaking now, huh?”
The bystanders began to snicker surreptitiously.
Tis were changing, society was evolving, and it was like the song said, it’s not that I don’t understand, the world is changing too fast—nowadays, calling soone ‘miss’ was hardly a complint, but rather a thinly veiled insult.
The tofu seller, already at a disadvantage, struggled to speak.
The woman’s barrage of words had him so choked up that he couldn’t utter a single word.
The traffic officer tried to diate, “Comrade, comrade, don’t be anxious.
Listen to , as you’ve seen just now, both of them honestly don’t have enough money on them.
How about this, you move your car so as not to block the traffic behind us.
Let them figure out how to gather the money and pay you, alright?”
The child’s parent also suggested, “My house isn’t far from here; I’ll go back and get the money for you right away.
It won’t delay you by more than a few minutes!
Besides, your car only got a bit of the paint scraped off.
Does it really need five hundred bucks to fix?
You’re asking for too much…”
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