The day ended, and Li Mingying picked up her handbag and went to the parking lot.
Her life was actually quite simple. Every day after get off work, she would watch TV or prepare lessons.
Preparing lessons didn't require much time; a little preparation was enough.
After all, music was an art form, and high school was primarily about grades; music was just a side thing.
She opened the car door, changed into flat shoes, and started the car to go home.
She had done this routine many times before and was very familiar with it.
The road was busy with traffic. Li Mingying drove, turning on some car music and tapping her fingers as she listened.
Just as she reached a street near her residence, a car suddenly darted out.
Caught off guard, Li Mingying crashed into it, startled.
By the time she reacted, she had already hit someone else's car!
It took Li Mingying a while to recover. She looked at the car in front of her; it seemed rather luxurious.
A sudden, ominous premonition flashed through his mind, and he anxiously opened the car door to check.
A burly, bald man with a large head and thick neck stepped out of the driver's seat; he was either a wealthy man or a cook.
But this man looked menacing and didn't seem wealthy at all; his clothes didn't match either. So there was one possibility:
He was the driver!
If he was the driver, then the car owner must be very rich. Rich people are never kind, nor do they have any need to be.
Besides, he had no need to be kind. What need did a laborer have for kindness?
"What's going on here? Do you even know how to drive?!"
The burly driver roared. If things hadn't been so tense, he probably would have attacked him!
Li Mingying composed herself, forcing herself to appear calm. "It's your own fault for driving recklessly. You suddenly darted out from the side, causing me to rear-end you!"
"You're talking nonsense! I was just making a normal turn. You were speeding, that's why you hit me!"
The burly driver roared loudly, rolling up his sleeves as if preparing for a fight.
"What happened?"
A voice came from inside the van, sounding somewhat impatient.
"Boss, someone rear-ended our car. I'm arguing with her. I looked at it, and even the bumper is dented. Boss, how much do you think we should ask her for compensation?"
The burly driver asked the man in the van respectfully, bowing slightly, seemingly quite restrained.
"Heh, the bumper, huh? Call the traffic police. Whatever the price, that's what you'll pay. Go negotiate with the repair shop based on their quote. If they refuse to pay, then settle it officially. Notify a lawyer and have them prepare for a lawsuit."
The man rolled up his window, seemingly unwilling to say more.
"Yes, boss."
After receiving the reply, the burly driver turned to Li Mingying arrogantly and said, "Our boss's car is an imported BMW. You damaged the bumper. Replacing the bumper and the repair costs will be 300,000 yuan. Do you want to settle this officially or privately?"
Li Mingying was startled. 300,000 yuan?
That would take her years to pay off.
Besides, she had to raise her daughter. She simply couldn't come up with that much money all at once.
"This...you're lying!"
"Hmph, I'm too lazy to waste my breath on you."
The burly driver immediately took out his phone and dialed the traffic police to handle the accident.
Li Mingying was also somewhat incredulous; the other party's asking price was utterly outrageous, ridiculously so.
How could it possibly cost so much? Was this car repair?
This was robbery!
But the outcome left Li Mingying in disbelief. According to traffic rules, it was indeed her fault; she had rear-ended the car.
Here, turning vehicles must yield to oncoming traffic, so she was fully responsible.
And the repair cost for the BMW minivan was far more than 300,000 yuan, including painting, gilding, and other expensive repairs.
The more expensive the vehicle, the more expensive the repairs, so this price wasn't extortion.
Looking at the 350,000 yuan bill, Li Mingying felt like she was about to faint. She had 100,000 yuan in savings, but it was a drop in the ocean, far from enough!
And her daughter had called, saying she was taking training courses and studying her major, preparing for graduate school entrance exams.
Li Mingying couldn't let her daughter down, no matter what.
Besides, graduate school entrance exams required a lot of money, which was a significant burden for her. Her peaceful life was shattered in an instant.
Li Mingying felt a headache coming on; she didn't know what to do.
Because she couldn't come up with the money, the other party would cause trouble at her workplace.
That would cause a huge uproar at the school, and she would lose her job and be fired.
That would be even worse; she would lose her source of income and become even more destitute!
She couldn't let the other party escalate the situation; she absolutely couldn't let it escalate, as it would do her no good.
However, when Li Mingying tried to borrow money from relatives, she discovered that none of them had any. She reluctantly lent them 50,000 yuan, requiring an IOU and interest.
Even close relatives need to keep clear accounts.
There's no way to say who's right or wrong in this situation.
After all, money is involved, so things have to be clear.
If money isn't involved, then none of this matters.
Back home, Li Mingying was in a daze; she didn't know what to do. The other party only gave her two days.
If she couldn't come up with the money, then the only option was to take legal action and let the law collect it.
But once this process began, Li Mingying knew it would definitely affect her daughter's future; her plans to study abroad or take postgraduate entrance exams would certainly be impacted.
A deadbeat trying to pull this off?
That's just wishful thinking!
Thinking of this, Li Mingying clutched her head in pain. She didn't know what to do, feeling dizzy and hadn't even eaten dinner.
She needed to rest, needed to sleep. Perhaps when she woke up, the matter would be resolved?
Meanwhile, in the other community…
Zhao An was enjoying oral sex from female celebrities, his feet resting on the backs of Liu Yifei and her daughter.
The mother and daughter were supporting him from both sides, in a position resembling a female dog kneeling on the ground.
This position was complete submission, being treated like a sex slave by Zhao An.
Dignity?
From the moment they approached me for profit and money, they lost all sense of dignity.
They are now sex slaves, and the sole purpose of sex slaves is to serve their masters!