Looking at Ke'er's face, Tang Ao sneered and got out of the car reluctantly.
But he didn't walk towards the Ferrari with its headlights smashed. He just glanced at it lightly, raised his hands and said, "It's a pity for a luxury car."
"Pay for the repair costs." The girl angrily extended her hand to Tang Ao.
Tang Ao squinted at her with a frivolous look, and his smile was a bit evil: "Miss, if you can drive a famous car, you won't be able to repair it. I didn't touch your car. How can I be the perpetrator?"
"If you weren't driving a speeding car and I was hiding from you, would I have crashed into the guardrail?" After hearing Tang Ao's words, the girl became even more angry and said angrily, "Little Fei, can't you just shirk the car repair fee because you can't afford it?
responsibility"
After saying that, he glared at the car driven by Tang Ao with contempt, "Look at the shabby car you drive."
The girl's words made Tang Ao's face become extremely ugly. Yes, the car was not one or two worse than the Ferrari, but a girl with such sharp lips and tongue made him even more contemptuous.
Tang Ao glanced at her sideways and said coldly: "I hate self-righteous women the most."
After saying that, he opened the door and got in the car and started the engine.
"Come down." The girl was obviously so angry that she was so weak that she had no choice but to kick Tang Ao's car door hard.
Tang Ao ignored her and stepped on the accelerator, and the car flew out.
The girl was almost brought to the ground
"Ao'er, be gentler to beauties," Ke'er said
"There are so many beauties, do I have to be gentle to everyone?" Tang Ao said disapprovingly, "Then I'm exhausted."
When Ke'er returned to the villa, it was already dusk. Leng Jianan hadn't come yet. He only called Sister Yu and didn't prepare his meals.
Ke'er guarded a large table of dishes alone and ate slowly for half an hour.
The lights in the community are dim, and the neon lights of various colors are intertwined. It is as beautiful as a festival.
Ke'er stood in front of the bathroom window, drying her hair slowly with a hair dryer and looking at her watch. It was almost ten o'clock, and Leng Jianan hadn't come yet. Maybe he wouldn't come tonight.
Thinking of this, Ke'er felt relieved that he could escape for a moment.
She slid open the wardrobe and was mesmerized for a while by looking at the dazzling array of new clothes. He really asked the store to send new clothes and filled her wardrobe. But she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.