little cute

Chapter 31 His Kindness
"Pfft..." Mu Xingchen finally couldn't help laughing.

She actually thinks that Xiao Lingran, who has blown hair, is inexplicably cute, what should I do?
"Why are you laughing, dance for me!" Xiao Lingran said with a straight face.

"If I don't dance, what will you do with me? If you are capable, dance!" Mu Xingchen squinted at him.

Xiao Lingran stared at her coolly: "Miss, this is my car."

"Then I don't care." Seeing Xiao Lingran's angry look, Mu Xingchen raised his eyebrows.

"Anyway, if I don't dance, you don't want to threaten me with trending searches again."

Feng Shui takes turns, finally it's her turn to be angry with Xiao Lingran!

Xiao Lingran turned off the car directly, pulled out the car key and got out of the car.

Putting his hands on the car door, he looked down at Mu Xingchen coldly.

"If you don't get out of the car, you will be locked here for the night."

Seeing Xiao Lingran's appearance, Mu Xingchen didn't look like he was joking.

I knew that Xiao Lingran was offended this time.

Without adding fuel to the fire, get out of the car obediently.

Xiao Lingran sneered, locked the car and turned around to leave.

As a result, a tricycle behind suddenly lost control.

Although he tried his best to avoid hitting Xiao Lingran, he accidentally scratched Xiao Lingran's car.

The fruit on the tricycle was scattered all over the place.

The person who was pedaling the bicycle was an old man, and he was about to fall, Xiao Lingran supported him with sharp eyesight.

When the old man saw the deep scratches on the taillights, his face turned pale with fright.

Xiao Lingran stared listlessly at the place where he was scraped, and glared at Mu Xingchen angrily.

"Why does my car get hurt every time I'm with you?"

Mu Xingchen: "..."

If you don't lose your temper and stop here, young master, will your car be scratched?
"Brother, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, you, you tell me the amount, I, I will pay..."

The old man was shaking all over.

The wrinkles on his forehead became deeper, and he became ten years older in an instant.

Before Xiao Lingran could speak, a motorcycle caught up behind him and stopped beside the tricycle.

The middle-aged man who drove the car jumped out after parking the car, pointed at Xiao Lingran and scolded: "What's the matter with you? You are still fierce when you hit someone?"

"If you don't lose money, you don't want to leave today!"

"Dad, if there is anything uncomfortable, tell me quickly."

The middle-aged man was cunning, and when he asked what was wrong, he gave the old man a wink.

Pengci met Xiao Lingran here?I'm afraid this person doesn't know how to write the word dead.

Mu Xingchen, who originally wanted to intercede with the old man, also watched quietly.

"I'm fine, I accidentally bumped into it." The old man quickly denied, "Scratched his car."

"What did you bump into?"

"I watched from behind, obviously they reversed and hit you."

"Are you confused? You have to plead for mercy after your life is gone."

"A good person dies all his life, no wonder he is worthless when he dies." The middle-aged man cursed.

After a pause, he pointed the finger at Xiao Lingran: "If you don't pay money, and don't take my dad to have a physical examination, I will never forgive you."

"No, I hit it." The old man quickly grabbed the middle-aged man and begged in a low voice.

"Changgui, stop talking."

The middle-aged man shook off the old man fiercely, and made the old man retreat a few steps.

Seeing that he was about to fall again, it was Xiao Lingran who stretched out his long hand to support the old man again.

"You even attacked my dad!" The middle-aged man turned black and white, "If you don't pay tens of thousands of yuan, today's matter will never end!"

"Is this your son or your enemy?" Xiao Lingran looked at the old man expressionlessly, "Why do I think he is looking for you to collect debts?"

The old man lowered his head, feeling ashamed.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Did you hear about losing money? It's more than that if you call the police!"

The middle-aged man's eyes widened, looking like a debt collector.

"It was your father who bumped into it. Don't think that the loud voice is justified."

"It just so happens that we installed a driving monitor. You are blackmailing us. Let's call the police!" Mu Xingchen stood up and said coldly.

The middle-aged man was scared when he heard the dash cam, and he stuttered when he spoke.

"I, I don't believe it, obviously, it was you who reversed the car and hit my dad!"

"Then call the police!" Mu Xingchen made a gesture to call the police.

"In addition to dealing with your blackmail, let's go to the 4S shop to see how much it costs to repair the scratches."

"You see clearly, this is a Maserati!"

When the middle-aged man heard that he was going to lose money, he immediately changed his face.

He pointed at the old man and yelled: "You old man, you will only cause trouble every day."

"This is the end of the father-son relationship between the two of us. From now on, I won't have you as a father, and you won't have me as a son!"

"Changgui..." Hearing this, the old man subconsciously pulled the middle-aged man's hand.

"Don't be angry, Dad will handle it himself and won't burden you."

"You are a burden now."

"Let you sell a piece of fruit, and you didn't make a few cents all day long.

"Now they have scratched their Maserati, even if you don't eat or drink for ten years, you can't afford it."

After a pause, he smiled again and looked at Xiao Lingran.

"Brother, you can ask him to pay you how much money you have. We have already severed the relationship between father and son."

Mu Xingchen was amazed at this man's shamelessness.

Her three views have been refreshed, she has never seen such a disgusting man!

"What about my car?" Xiao Lingran asked coldly.

The middle-aged man said repeatedly: "It has nothing to do with me to make him pay."

"You have nothing to do with him?" Xiao Lingran asked again.

The middle-aged man shook his head like a rattle: "It has nothing to do with me. His life, death, debts, or property have nothing to do with me."

"We are just a father-son relationship that exists in name only, but it has been completely severed just now."

"Changgui..."

"you shut up."

The old man burst into tears, and kept wiping away the tears with the back of his chapped hands, both sad and desperate.

Looking at it, Mu Xingchen felt a little uncomfortable.

Some people really don't deserve to be children!

"Since it doesn't matter, then what I do to him has nothing to do with you?" Xiao Lingran said lightly again.

The middle-aged man saw Xiao Lingran driving a Maserati as a teenager, and knew that his status was not simple.

Keep bowing and nodding, as servile as you want to be.

And when he was disgusted with his father: "That's natural, that's natural."

Mu Xingchen was still guessing what Xiao Lingran was going to do.

Xiao Lingran bent down and picked up the fruits on the ground one by one and put them on the tricycle.

"Aren't you here to help?" Xiao Lingran raised his eyes and gave Mu Xingchen a displeased look.

Mu Xingchen just suppressed his curiosity and helped pick up the fruit.

The middle-aged people began to scold the old man again, as bad as it sounds.

"You old bastard, you have lived in vain for decades, and it is useless at all."

"You know how to drag me down every day, why don't you die, old man..."

But the old man kept wiping away his tears, not daring to refute a word.

Mu Xingchen really couldn't listen anymore, and was about to teach the middle-aged man a lesson.

But Xiao Lingran said: "I parked illegally here, it's my fault that you scratched my car."

"I will compensate you 10 yuan."

"As for this beast, you don't care if you don't recognize it!"

　The article on Little Cute is different from the previous strong female characters. It follows the love flow and mainly focuses on daily interaction. All the plots are for the emotional development of the male and female protagonists. Let me ask you quietly, do you like the character design of the male protagonist Xiao Lingran?

　　
　
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