Looking at the deep dent on the BMW, Lin Fan felt like ten thousand "grass mud horses" had galloped through his heart. If Nalan Suqin, that girl, saw this, she would fight me to the death!
"You crazy girl, are you insane? Why did you smash my car? Hurry up and pay for it! Otherwise, I'm not leaving here today!" Lin Fan reached his hand out in front of Bai Weiwei, displeased.
"Bastard! What did you call me?" Bai Weiwei glared with her big eyes, her face full of anger.
Seeing this, Captain Zhang felt awkward. Knowing Bai Weiwei's fiery temper, forget about getting compensation; getting her to apologize was harder than climbing into the sky.
"Weiwei, what's going on here?" Captain Zhang walked over to ask.
"Who the hell are you?" Lin Fan glanced at Captain Zhang indifferently.
"I'm Bai Weiwei's former captain." Captain Zhang said authoritatively.
