How can the president be fierce

Chapter 493 Smile, laugh, what are you laughing at, the more you look like a beast! !

Liang Musheng's brows trembled, and he slightly turned his head to look at him.

There was a deep sadness flowing in his eyes, but his face was unusually calm, as if he should have such an expression from birth.

The heart of a child is sensitive and soft.

As if feeling his sadness, Leng Mo stretched out his small arms slightly, hugged his neck tightly, and rested his small head on his shoulder.

Rarely well-behaved.

His small body, soft and warm, pressed against his heart, as if trying to melt away the layers of thick ice inside.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, two lines of tears slid down his face, and dried up and evaporated in the gentle breeze.

I hope we can meet again in my lifetime, even if it's just from afar...

……

Three years later.

squeak--

The piercing sound of brakes suddenly sounded, and the little woman in the driver's seat tightly hugged the steering wheel, but there was still a "bang—" sound.

To die to die.

She helped her somewhat dizzy head from the impact, hurriedly opened the car door and walked out, and glanced at the Bentley car whose buttocks had obviously been dented by a large piece, and suddenly one head and two big.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the owner of the Bentley open the door and get out of the car. He wore white sneakers, black trousers wrapped around his long legs, and a white and black striped V-neck thin shirt on top. He looked white and clean.

It's okay, it's okay, people who follow the gentle route should be more reasonable.

She grinned, with a embarrassed expression: "I'm sorry, I was in a hurry to rush to the store, but I didn't see your car,...here's my contact information, the maintenance fee... I, I, I will bear it."

The last sentence was almost uttered with blood dripping from my heart.

A man's clear and clear laughter sounded above his head: "You want to compensate me, it should not be as simple as the maintenance fee of the car?"

When Qing Xiaomo heard this, her face became pale.

It's great to have money, and you can blackmail people casually if you have money! !Sure enough, the gentle scum said by the ancients is not to be deceived, but they are talking about scum like him! !

She raised her head, and the boss looked at the man who was a head taller than herself unhappily: "Sir, don't you just think I'm a girl and you want to blackmail me? Compensation for repairs is not enough, and you want spiritual compensation? You are right that I hit you, but you suddenly changed lanes, and you are also more than half responsible, okay?"

Although her words are strong, they are actually not reasonable at all.

Sure enough, the man put his hands in his pockets, leaned down slightly, looked at her level, and smiled softly: "Seeing that you have a driving recorder in your car, you should be able to see whether I changed lanes suddenly or normally. The turn signal has been turned on for almost a minute, how long is your reflex arc?"

As he spoke, he flicked her forehead with his fingers.

Qing Xiaomo flinched. Although he didn't hurt her, it still made her feel uncomfortable. She took a step back subconsciously: "Speak up if you have something to say. Don't make a move. I'll call the police."

The man didn't speak, but the smile in his eyes deepened.

Smile, laugh, what are you laughing at, the more you look at it, the more you look like a beast! ! !
She clenched her hands and looked up at him arrogantly: "I usually don't like to show off my identity. It's because I keep a low profile and don't like to be disturbed. I originally wanted to compensate you for the maintenance fee today, but you push your limits. I'm not very happy, we'd better fix our own cars, if you don't want to, then I just need to call my uncle who is the police chief to talk about it."

(End of this chapter)