Why did the young master take care of such trivial matters himself?
You don't need to guess to know that even the servants from these wealthy families will talk more arrogantly.
But it was her own fault after all, and she couldn't blame anyone else.
In the back seat of the Bentley, there was a man with a cold face, and there was a hint of coldness in his deep black eyes.
His thin lips were pursed slightly, showing no emotion. His thin bangs hung slightly, blocking his cold and sinister eyes.
I saw him blinking his eyelids slightly, frowning slightly, and inadvertently looking through the rearview mirror, scanning the face behind him who was negotiating with the driver. The next second, his eyes turned cold.
"This is my mobile phone number. You can write it down. Don't worry, I will compensate you according to the price of the repairs."
"Compensation? Can you afford it?"
A deep voice came out from inside as the door of the back seat of the Bentley was opened.
Obviously, Ji Ran and the driver were startled by the sudden sound, and both of them turned their attention to the Bentley.
Immediately afterwards, a pair of slender long legs stepped out of the car. The facial features were carved like a knife, coupled with the cold expression, giving people a cold and sharp aura like a knife blade.
After seeing the face in front of her clearly, Ji Ran's eyes suddenly flashed with surprise and astonishment, as she watched the owner of the Bentley gradually approach her.
Jun Yucheng!
Ji Ran never thought that she would get into big trouble with Jun Yucheng again, which she was afraid to avoid.
Seeing that his face still had that inherent cold and stern expression, it seemed that besides this expression, he would never show any other expressions.
When Jun Yucheng stood still in front of her, Ji Ran finally came back to his senses, his eyes moved unnaturally to Jun Yucheng's face, and he took a deep breath calmly.
"Master."
"You get in the car first."
Jun Yucheng spoke in a deep voice, his face still expressionless. Although he was speaking to the driver, his sharp, razor-sharp gaze remained on Ji Ran's face.
The driver was startled, then nodded without daring to say anything, "Okay, Master."
The driver got back into the car, but he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
Why does the young master take care of such a trivial matter personally?
Looking through the rearview mirror, the driver looked alternately between Jun Yucheng and Ji Ran with some confusion.
Jun Yucheng lowered his eyes, looked at Ji Ran's somewhat erratic gaze, slightly curled his lips, looked at her, and said:
"Ji Ran, your behavior can easily make me misunderstand that you are deliberately attracting my attention."
He chuckled and glanced at the scratched rear of his Bentley, with a hint of teasing in the corner of his eyes.
When Ji Ran heard what he said, his evasive eyes suddenly narrowed, he raised his eyes to look at Jun Yucheng, and in the next second, he laughed out loud.
"Mr. Jun, when will you be able to rein in your passionate temperament?"
Jun Yucheng's face was startled by her words, and then he laughed again. At the same time, the teasing color in this smile was stronger than before.
"If it wasn't to attract my attention, then did you hit my car to express your dissatisfaction with me for dumping you six years ago?"
Unlike the deep pampering six years ago, speaking to Ji Ran in this manner seems to have a different flavor.
But Ji Ran's face changed slightly because of his words, and a hint of anger flashed in her eyes. She looked at Jun Yucheng, slightly raised the corners of her lips, and said:
"Mr. Jun has so much time to indulge in his own affairs. I have no right to interfere. However, I have something urgent to do immediately. I will pay for Mr. Jun's car according to the price. Whether it is privately owned or reported to the police, Mr. Jun will take care of it."
Please let me leave as soon as possible after you have made your decision."