An Mei left the hospital dejectedly. The anger in her heart could no longer be described in words. She never thought that Su Wuwei could make a comeback under such headwind conditions.

"Old woman, you are really untrustworthy. You speak confusingly. Damn you." An Mei was still cursing until she left the hospital, and the person she was cursing was naturally Geng Cai'er, who had been as close to her as mother and daughter not long ago.

I just don't know what Geng Cai'er would think if she heard An Mei's words with her own ears. I'm afraid the hospital will have to buy an extra bed by then.

The pink Maserati sped past, leaving a strong exhaust fume in the air, and the fallen leaves on the ground were also carried into the air. It looked beautiful at first glance, but some passers-by covered their mouths and cursed, "Isn't it just a Maserati? As for arrogance Is it like this? Be careful of a flat tire."

If An Mei knew someone was cursing her like this behind her, I don't know how she would feel.

However, at this moment, An Mei was obviously not in the mood to think about whether someone had cursed her for her car's flat tire. Earlier, she rushed onto the viaduct as fast as she could. After getting on the viaduct, she accelerated again and again, and there was a bang. A sound.

The left front wheel punctured while accelerating, and the car lost control and hit the elevated guardrail. Her face was almost deformed when the airbag popped up, and the most terrible thing was that she was rear-ended by the car behind her.

It's really unlucky to have a toothache after drinking cold water. An Mei knew that she was rear-ended, and she also knew that this would largely hold her responsible. She was afraid that not only would she have to repair her own car at her own expense, but she would also have to pay to compensate the car behind her. Maintenance fees.

After the car stopped, the airbag was deployed. She got out of the car smoothly and was lucky to find that she was not injured. In addition, although the front of her car was flat, the viaduct was fine.

She turned around to look at the rear of her car, and unsurprisingly found that the rear of her car was also deflated, and the car behind her almost split her car in half.

Not losing, An Mei rushed to the driver's seat of the car behind her with her arms akimbo, pointed at the man wearing sunglasses and a suit in the driver's seat and cursed, "How did you drive? You didn't see my car stop. ?"

The man in sunglasses turned to look at her and said expressionlessly, "Miss, you are wrong. Your car did not stop on its own, but because of a puncture. You were driving in the left lane, and the car lost control and rushed into the road where I was. The right lane, that’s why my car hit your car.”

All your sophistry is so pale in front of knowledgeable people. In addition, An Mei was wrong in the first place. She wanted to refute, but in the end she could only hold her tongue.

When she turned to leave, the window at the back of the car suddenly rolled down, and the face of an elderly man with white hair and beard appeared in front of An Mei.

This elderly man also wore glasses. He stared at An Mei up and down. Finally, he took off his glasses and revealed a pair of sharp eyes. At the same time, he said, "My surname is Luo. I wonder what the girl calls me?"

An Mei was already thirty-four years old and thought she was past the age of being called a girl, but she had to say that the title "girl" was really flattering. She laughed for the first time since the incident.

I just heard her say sweetly, "My surname is An, and my name is An Mei."

"An Mei, it's such a good name. The girl is pretty and fits the name very well." The old man who called himself Luo spoke again. His tone of voice was the same as his eyes, always looking at people all the time.

An Mei didn't like the way he stared at her, but when she saw that the other person's car was a limited edition Lamborghini, she suppressed her discomfort and kept a smile on her face.

No matter what, she couldn't offend the other party when it came to this car. The front of this Lamborghini was obviously broken, and it would be expensive to repair. She was thinking that repairing this car would be enough to make her vomit blood. .

By this time, the traffic police had arrived and were busy again, taking photos, checking driver's licenses, and investigating the situation.

An Mei showed rare high-intensity cooperation throughout the whole process, and even took the initiative to express that it was her responsibility. The car suddenly burst a tire and lost control and rushed into the next lane, so it was rear-ended by the vehicle behind.

Her performance was very popular, and the traffic police reassured her that the fault in the accident had not yet been determined, and that a flat tire was an accident, which made her feel relieved.

The middle-aged man wearing glasses in the driver's seat of the Lamborghini never spoke much. He only answered the traffic police's questions and didn't refute An Mei's words, as if he was not the one who made An Mei speechless before. Same.

Mr. Luo, the man in the back seat, had not appeared since he greeted An Mei. The car windows were also tightly closed, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.

Not long after An Mei was taken away by the traffic police, an extra-long Hummer parked here. Mr. Luo finally came out from the back seat. He got into the Hummer with a cane.

As for the driver of the Lamborghini, he was assigned to deal with the accident caused by An Mei. I don't know what An Mei's reaction would be if she saw the scene in front of her.

Liu Yunkai was called over by An Mei on the phone. After he appeared, he acted as An Mei's lawyer, but An Mei began not to say a word under his instructions.

I don't know how long it took, but Liu Yunkai finally led An Mei out of the transportation bureau.

"Ah, the air outside smells pleasant." An Mei exclaimed exaggeratedly, not forgetting to expose her small waist when she stretched.

An Mei has a special skill, that is, as long as she is around the opposite sex, she can't help but show off her feminine charm.

She has a habit that can be called a disease, that is, she has an almost perverted confidence in her own charm. She feels that any man who sees her should be at her feet and under her skirt. A minister like Liu Yunkai.

As for Fu Yuan, it cannot be said that An Mei has no feelings for Fu Yuan. It can even be said that Fu Yuan is the only man An Mei has loved so far, or it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the man she is still in love with.

Thinking about this, the more she looked at Liu Yunkai beside her, the more displeased she became. The difference between this man and Fu Yuan was very obvious even with her eyes closed, so obvious that she couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to.

She was thinking about her Xiao Jiujiu, but Liu Yunkai suddenly handed over a folder. She raised her eyebrows in confusion, and the meaning of the inquiry was self-evident.

Liu Yunkai immediately explained, "This is an entrustment contract between you and me. Only when you sign it will I be considered your real lawyer. It will be more convenient to handle this matter."

An Mei nodded. She stretched out two fingers to take the folder. She opened it and looked at it. It was indeed a power of attorney. She looked at the ten lines at a glance. There were no problems in the front. She flipped through it in less than a minute. When I opened the second page, there was actually a fee payment at the end, the agency fee was 5,000 yuan.