When the female supporting role has a beauty system

Chapter 1237 Qiao Mai of the 1970s 5
Finally, someone got out of the car that caused the accident. It was a young man in his mid-twenties. Judging from his clothes and appearance, his family should be well-off, but his eyes... Tan You chuckled. Sure enough, there are very few self-disciplined rich people.

He heard the last sentence as soon as he got downstairs, and instinctively raised his voice, "You have a daughter?"

He deliberately chose this color for the collision; it was a color he knew young girls would like, and one he'd never seen before. He was surprised to find the driver was a middle-aged woman. But she didn't seem like it.

Qiao Mai was already feeling unwell, and the other person's loud voice made her head spin even more. Seeing her furrowed brows, Gu Jingyue gave her a sharp glare with his phoenix eyes: "Shut up, be quiet!"

Joe took a deep breath, now just hoping the doctor and police would arrive quickly.

Just as she was eagerly anticipating what was to come, the two groups of people finally arrived. Qiao Mai tried hard to suppress her nausea: "There's an invoice and proof of purchase in the glove compartment. My daughter ordered this car for me from abroad, and today is the first time I'm driving it. He has to fix it for me."

"If it can't be repaired, he'll replace it with an identical one."

The police officer's hand trembled slightly when he saw the purchase price. "This car... over two million?"

The young man who was driving suddenly felt his legs buckle and he barely managed to stay upright by bracing himself against the car. He never expected it to be so expensive; he had really gotten himself into trouble this time.

Qiao Mai had a splitting headache: "Doctor, I feel dizzy and nauseous."

Suppressing his curiosity, the doctor quickly moved Qiao Mai out of the car. After a preliminary examination, it was determined that Qiao Mai had only bumped her head and had no obvious external injuries.

As for the specifics, a detailed examination at the hospital is necessary.

When Qiao Wenting and Zhang Yifeng arrived at the hospital, Qiao Mai had just been wheeled out of the CT room. She was lying on her back on the hospital bed, her face pale; she had been perfectly fine when they saw her at noon.

Before Qiao Wenting could ask Qiao Mai how she felt, he grabbed the doctor and asked, "Doctor, how is my mother? Is she seriously ill?"

The doctor adjusted his glasses: "Mild concussion, a week of bed rest is all you need. The head wound required eight stitches, and it may leave a scar."

Qiao Mai pouted, looking unhappy. Tan You had taken such good care of her, and now she was going to have a scar?

Qiao Wenting patted Qiao Mai's hair: "It's good that she's alright. What about the person who caused the accident? Did he do it on purpose?"

The first sentence was very gentle, but Qiao Wenting's tone changed in the last two sentences, and he seemed to want to kill the other person with his own hands.

The police followed them the whole time. After all, it was a major taxpayer in the city, and since they had taken on their case, they couldn't treat it like an ordinary person.

Upon hearing Qiao Wenting's words, former Captain Hu, now Director Hu, spoke up: "The other party has already confessed that he thought the car owner was a young girl and just wanted to make her acquaintance..."

Qiao Wenting smiled and said, "Making friends means you can just crash into a girl's car? Or are you just making enemies?"

Team Leader Hu was at a loss, glancing at Zhang Yifeng. Facing his former mentor, Zhang Yifeng felt helpless. He could only tug at Qiao Wenting's sleeve: "Let's just do what needs to be done. Mom needs to rest. Should we talk outside?"

Qiao Wenting gave a soft hum, tucked the blanket around Qiao Mai, and glanced at Gu Jingyue by the window without making a sound: "Mom, you can rest easy, leave the rest to me."

Qiao Mai hooked her arm around hers, her eyes filled with heartache: "The car... I only drove it once..."

“I know,” Qiao Wenting tucked her hand back under the covers, his smile as warm as a spring breeze in March. “I’ll order you an exact new one. You can rest well and don’t worry about anything else.”

Qiao Mai gritted her teeth, looking at his fierce and unapproachable expression: "Make him pay! Pay for the car!"

She only yelled for less than three seconds before clutching her head and crying out that she was dizzy. "He definitely has to pay for it!" Qiao Wenting stroked her long hair. "We can't let him get away with this. He hit you and hurt you like this. We can't let him off easily. What if he makes you stupid?"

Qiao Mai retorted, "How am I stupid?"

Qiao Wenting chuckled and pinched her nose, their roles seemingly reversed: "Yes, you're not stupid."

After everyone left, Gu Jingyue's driver tactfully stood outside the ward. Gu Jingyue then approached the bedside: "How are you feeling?"

“It’s awful, I feel heartbroken and have a headache,” Qiao Mai said, looking at the ceiling. “I’m so unlucky, it seems like every time I see you, I’m unlucky.”

The first two times she cried like a ghost, this time it was even worse, covered in blood. Qiao Mai wondered if she was encountering Gu Jingyue a little too frequently?
Gu Jingyue's lips curled up slightly as he picked up an apple from the bedside table: "Want an apple?"

"I don't want to eat anything right now," Qiao Mai said weakly. "I feel nauseous and dizzy. Thank you so much this time. I will definitely repay you properly after I am discharged from the hospital."

"Okay, I look forward to it." Gu Jingyue got up to leave, but suddenly stopped. "If there's anything inconvenient, just let me know."

Qiao Mai stared at the other person for a couple of seconds before lowering her eyelids and saying, "Okay."

That's what she said, but she had no intention of troubling the other party. She had only heard Director Hu address the other party as "Secretary," and how could she possibly have the face to trouble this "Secretary"?
Gu Jingyue left the ward, and before he had taken two steps, he saw Qiao Wenting standing prettily in the corridor.

Qiao Wenting originally had many questions she wanted to ask, but upon seeing the other person, she suddenly put those thoughts aside and simply smiled faintly: "Thank you for your help today, Secretary Gu. If it's convenient for you, I'd like to invite you to a simple meal another day."

Gu Jingyue shook his head: "There's no need to be so polite between neighbors."

Qiao Wenting slowly narrowed his eyes, his appearance resembling Tan You perfectly: "Neighbor? Secretary Gu lives in Yijing Garden?"

“Yes, your mother and I are neighbors living on different floors,” Gu Jingyue glanced at his watch. “I have a meeting later, so let’s talk about dinner another day. Take good care of your mother.”

After watching Gu Jingyue leave, Qiao Wenting turned to Zhang Yifeng and asked, "What did he mean?"

"He wants to be our stepfather," Zhang Yifeng said with a somewhat gloomy expression. "These politicians are all ruthless. Our mother is so simple-minded, she can't control him. I don't think it's a good idea."

Qiao Wenting rubbed his forehead: "I need to ask my mother's opinion."

“No need to ask,” Tan You suddenly said, “She’s not thinking about that right now. Asking her will only remind her.”

Qiao Wenting's face darkened: "Are we just going to stand by and watch? That's too passive."

Tan You thought for a moment: "It's better to guide than to block. If we keep Qiao Mai busy, she won't have time to think about romance. Besides, if we can't see each other, any feelings she has will dissipate."

Qiao Wenting thought long and hard: "Should I let her open a branch in the next district?"

Zhang Yifeng suggested, "That's a good idea. Why don't we set up a small factory for Mom too?"

Tan You let the two of them make their moves, but Gu Jingyue was facing many obstacles as he tried to achieve his goal. First of all, he couldn't get past Qiao Wenting and Zhang Yifeng, but she was alright, since it was Qiao Mai's own life.

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