Chapter 731: Chapter 731: Flirting
Jiang Yiniing fell to the ground just as the sedan ca to a stop.
Inside the sedan, the driver abruptly braked, and Lai Wenyan, propelled by inertia, steadied himself on the driver’s seat with his hands.
Before Lai Wenyan could scold him, Old Liang had already gotten out of the car.
Because Old Liang realized that he had hit soone.
Just after Lai Wenyan smoothed out the creases in his suit, Old Liang ca to the side of the sedan, knocked on the rear window, and, once Lai Wenyan rolled down the window, leaned in low to tell Lai Wenyan that he had accidentally knocked down a pedestrian.
“How is the injury?” Wenyan asked.
An encounter with a car accident early in the morning was undoubtedly a bad on.
Lai Wenyan’s face darkened, his thin lips pressed tightly together.
Jiang Yiniing had already gotten up from the ground.
In the sumr, clad in shorts and a T-shirt, she was suddenly knocked down by the sedan, causing minor scrapes on her calves and arms that stung sharply, even oozing a bit of blood.
Jiang Yiniing didn’t give the driver a hard ti, knowing well that the residents here were either wealthy or noble.
The driver helped her up and went back to report the situation to his master.
Then, she heard the man’s deep and steady voice.
Jiang Yiniing took a few steps toward the sedan, but with the driver in the way, she couldn’t see the man’s features. However, judging by his voice, he seed to be in his forties or fifties—dressed in a suit and not seeming overweight. Before she could get any closer, the driver turned around.
It was at that mont that Jiang Yiniing had a clear view of the person inside the car.
Unlike the occasional frailty shown by Chairman Liang, the middle-aged man sitting in the back of the sedan was handso, with an extraordinary deanor. Even though he was older, the masculine charm he radiated was unmistakable, clearly not an ordinary person.
Jiang Yiniing had seen many n, but it was the first ti she had encountered soone like this.
Almost at the sa ti, the man also looked out of the car.
Jiang Yiniing lowered her head, covering another scraped arm with her left hand as a few strands of her black hair fell beside her ear. Her skin was rather fair, her figure slender, as she stood outside the villa’s enclosure, all the more delicate and charming.
Not knowing what was on her mind, she gently bit her lower lip.
Lai Wenyan originally thought that Old Liang had hit a street cleaner at the roadside, only to suddenly realize upon face-to-face encounter that it was a young girl.
Aware of the man scrutinizing her, Jiang Yiniing’s cheeks flushed, unclear whether from the heat or bashfulness.
Following instructions, Old Liang took out two thousand yuan to give to Jiang Yiniing.
“Our councilman still needs to get to the office. I see your injury isn’t serious; you should get it checked at the hospital yourself.” Whether he had caused a severe injury, Old Liang was clear about that. “If there’s any money left over, our councilman says to consider it compensation for your nutrition,” he added.
Jiang Yiniing only seized upon the words “councilman” from the driver’s speech.
She clutched the two thousand yuan, her fingers tightening, then returned the money to the driver: “I’m fine, I don’t want the money.”
Because of her words, the councilman looked over again.
Jiang Yiniing’s heartbeat quickened slightly, her voice soft: “It was my lack of attention while walking; I don’t bla you all.”
Lai Wenyan had already noticed that the girl kept stealing glances at him.
Such a look, Lai Wenyan naturally understood.
This sort of young girl’s fondness was nothing new to him; he had seen it all and was no longer surprised. Furthermore, her appearance was innocent yet astute—not inferior to those he found in clubs, and even her eyes and eyebrows had a certain charm.
Old Liang was about to send the girl on her way when he heard Lai Wenyan say: “Since we’re passing by the hospital, we might as well give her a ride along the way.”
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