The corners of Hei Ying's mouth twitched. He thought to himself, Miss, it's just reversing the car, yet you're running to the driver's seat and driving forward. What are you trying to do?
"I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to." Le Yao had already gotten out of the car and realized that the butt of her car had kissed the front of the other party's car. It was obvious to the naked eye that the rear bumper of her car had deformed, and the other party's front bumper was dented.
Of course, this was not a problem. The problem was that her car only cost 300,000 yuan. It would not cost much to change the bumper. It would be cheaper to repair it, but the other party's car…
She took out a car magazine from the backseat and compared the photo on the second page with the car. It was a Rolls-Royce Cullinan, and it was the original imported model.
The cheapest car was no less than five million yuan, and the naked car in front of her should be around eight million yuan.
