250 Raids: There's a girl next door

I have to suffer a little bit of flesh and blood.

Looking up, he was finally willing to look at the rearview mirror.

The car hit the car coming out of the parking space.

The owner of that car, that is, the man in the coat just now got out of the car and stood at the spot where his car was rubbed to check the damage of his car.

Vanilla unbuckles her seat belt and gets out of the car.

Holding the place where her forehead was smashed with one hand, she walked to the rear of the car and checked the condition of her car first.

The taillight of the car was crashed, and the paint was peeled off, of course, it was beyond recognition.

Turning to look at the car that was hit, the injury did not seem to be as serious as her car.

so far so good.

Finally, she looked up at the owner of the car that was hit.

The man was half a head taller than her, with a pair of round glasses, curly hair, fair skin and a tall nose, reminding her of Harry Potter.

His slender eyebrows, small but long eyes, slightly pursed lips, and slightly furrowed brows did not reveal his emotions.

Maybe it's not necessarily the calm before the storm, Vanilla thought to herself.

Now she must fight for the initiative, admit her mistakes, and ask for forgiveness.

So she curled her lips and smiled, "Sir, I'm sorry, I've been looking for a parking space here for a long time, but I couldn't find it. Seeing that you are leaving, the latecomer wants to take the lead. In a hurry, I..."

As she spoke, she pointed to the car parked behind her with a simple and honest smile.

She is telling the truth, not a bit fake.

She often flatters, but she really rarely talks about lies, basically she doesn't.

"It's okay." The man replied lightly, his lips curved slightly, revealing a gentlemanly smile.

Vanilla turned around and went to the car to get a piece of her business card, and handed it to the man with both hands, "This is my business card, the repair fee..."

The main responsibility for this matter lies with her, and she can't refuse her excuse.

She understands the truth of being lenient when confessing and being strict when resisting.

The man glanced at the business card in Vanilla's hand, and said with a smile, "You can take insurance."

"I'm really sorry." Vanilla put down her hand touching her forehead, and looked at the man in front of her apologetically.

Such a gentlemanly man is really rare nowadays.

In addition to tears of gratitude, she also had some appreciation in her heart.

After all, in such a complicated society, she was lucky to encounter such a thing, and to meet a magnanimous victim.

Otherwise, if you don't spend money on this matter today, you will definitely have to toss for a long time.

"Your head, go find some ice to deal with it." Looking at the swollen place on Vanilla's forehead, Lu Lu couldn't help but feel a little funny.

What happened today, this happened twice.

Just now in the restaurant, I accidentally got a lady's forehead painted, and after a while, another one happened.

"Thank you, thank you." Vanilla bowed and nodded, thanking her again and again.

Treat the man in front of you as a living Bodhisattva.

Nima, when his car crashed, he didn't ask her for compensation, but cared about her injury. This kind of person is unique in the world.

"Vanilla..." Lu Jun murmured Vanilla's name.

Vanilla looked up, frowning in doubt, "Huh?"

Then he asked curiously, "Sir, how do you know my name?"

I have to say that the vanilla girl is really crazy sometimes.

She held her business card in her hand and showed it in front of others, and asked how they knew her name.

Lu Lu smiled slightly, pointed to the business card in her hand, and said with a meaningful smile, "I'm curious about the personality of the president of a leading domestic online game company."