The Range Rover, a luxury car worth over two million yuan, had its rear door dented by a kick from Little Police Flower. Just the repair cost for that would probably be tens of thousands of yuan.
Yang Fei turned around and saw the stunned expression on Little Police Flower's face. With a smirk, he pointed at her nose, "Oh—you're finished, pay up!"
"I didn't do it on purpose... damn it, if I have to compensate, I will. Bad luck charm, every time I see you, something goes wrong."
Feng Cai'er glanced at the employees beside her, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
But when she saw Yang Fei smirking as if he were taking pleasure in her misfortune, she suddenly got annoyed and glared at the employees next to Yang Fei, "You tell me, how should we compensate for the car?"
The staff member bowed slightly, with his hands hanging beside his legs, very respectfully, "Hello, Miss, this car has already been sold."
"Sold? That's it..."
Feng Cai'er felt even more panicked. A privately owned car had been dented by her kick; if it turned out the owner was someone unreasonable, it would be even harder to explain.
Just then, the insurance lady walked over gracefully and handed the insurance policy to Yang Fei, "Hello, Mr. Yang, here is the full insurance policy for the car. During your use, if there is any situation, you can call our hotline, or…"
The beautiful and tall insurance lady took out a business card and handed it to Yang Fei, while giving him a seductive look, "You can also contact me on my private number, I am at your full service."
When she said "service", her voice suddenly became a bit warmer, and her pearly white teeth bit her rosy lower lip.
Yang Fei chuckled and nodded politely at her, "Don't worry, I will."
The insurance lady smiled sweetly, her big watery eyes giving him another flirty look, before she gracefully ascended the stairs.
Listening to their conversation, Feng Cai'er finally understood the situation. She looked at Yang Fei in disbelief and pointed at the Range Rover, "Yang Fei... you bought this?"
"Mm-hmm."
Yang Fei hummed through his nose, looking at Feng Cai'er with a smirk, "You damaged young master's car, so how will you compensate?"
"Pfft, I'll compensate my ass. This car costs over two million, where'd you get the money?"
Little Police Flower cursed, growing more suspicious, "Yang Fei, did you rob a bank or something?"
"Haha, I've told you before, I am wealthy. So, how about it? Seeing a tall, rich, and handsome guy like me, won't you come over and ask to be taken care of?"
Yang Fei laughed arrogantly and opened his arms, waiting for Little Police Flower to throw herself at him, his suggestive and sly look was enough to make one howl.
"Get lost!"
Feng Cai'er spit out in disgust, but now, she finally believed that this luxury car worth over two million did belong to Yang Fei.
Little Police Flower's heart finally settled back in her stomach, and she let out a long sigh of relief, "If I had known it was your car, I would've just kicked the door off. You've got insurance, right, Mr. Tall, Rich, and Handsome?"
Little Police Flower's voice trailed off, squeezing the words through her throat in a deliberately adorable and provocative tone.
Yang Fei staggered, nearly falling over, as he held his forehead and said with a wry smile, "Speak properly, your voice like that is too lethal. Ordinary people can't take it."
"What, you don't like my voice?"
Feng Cai subsequently glared at him, ready to charge over and hammer him with her fists at the slightest disagreement.
"It's nice, very nice, but your natural voice is even better. Come on, babe, let's go for a drive," Yang Fei coaxed with a wry smile, getting into the driver's seat, fastening his seat belt, and happily patting the passenger seat.
Although the new car was kicked by Feng Cai'er, Yang Fei didn't mind it at all. Just a tiny dent, almost imperceptible unless you look closely, and who drives without the occasional bump or scrape?
"Why not take advantage? Our chief invited you to dinner at Desheng Building, let's go."
Feng Cai'er didn't stand on ceremony with Yang Fei either, hopping into the passenger seat with great Spirit.
Yang Fei started the engine, waving at Li Shun in the distance. Li Shun smiled back, waving from afar, both sharing a knowing grin.
Yang Fei released the electronic parking brake, and the Range Rover shot out like an arrow.
At the gatehouse of Che Lifang, two security guards opened the electronic barrier. Both stood at attention, respectfully saluting in unison.
Yang Fei's gaze briefly flickered over one of the guards' faces. Although the man saluted, his eyes were incredibly vacant as he stared blankly at Yang Fei inside the car, completely dumbfounded.
"Ah, does driving a luxury car automatically make you a good person? What a naive society!"
Yang Fei sighed, pressed the accelerator, and the car zipped through the gates of Che Lifang.
But Feng Cai'er wasn't filled with Yang Fei's various musings, sitting in the passenger seat, thrilled as she inspected the car's luxurious interior, both fascinated and curious.
After all, she was a young girl in her twenties who had only seen such luxury cars on the streets.
Now that she was actually sitting inside one, no matter how reserved or calm a girl could be, she couldn't help feeling a little excited.
Yang Fei drove the car smoothly, gliding through the busy traffic like clouds flowing through the sky.
Seeing Little Police Flower's curious and delighted expression, he teased, "With that kind of attitude, someone's bound to take care of you sooner or later. It's just a car, what's so amazing about it?"
"Whimper, just a car? You say it so casually, but it's a Range Rover! I couldn't afford it even with a lifetime's salary. Back when I was at the police academy, I really loved this model."
Feng Cai'er exaggeratedly bounced up and down on the passenger's leather seat, opening her mouth wide in exaggeration: "Oh, it's so comfortable, luxury cars really are different."
Yang Fei chuckled, finding the fiery Little Police Flower quite adorable when she wasn't angry.
Her charming, valiant demeanor combined with her cuteness...
Yang Fei found himself increasingly impure in thought, laughed, and changed the subject, "Why did your chief invite me to dinner?"
"That's a question for you, how would I know?"
Little Police Flower looked at Yang Fei strangely and said, "Our chief is very serious, even district leaders haven't dined with him. Him inviting you is absolutely unprecedented."
"Of course, can't he see what kind of temperament and manners I have? You can say your chief has good taste..."
Before Little Police Flower could finish, Yang Fei boastfully puffed himself up with pride. The Little Police Flower gave him a sideways glance, holding back further comments, and suddenly twisted her hand towards his thigh.
This was Little Police Flower's signature move—two delicate fingers pinching just a tiny bit of his thigh flesh and then viciously twisting it three hundred and sixty degrees. The intensely unpleasant sensation was beyond imagination.
However, at that moment, Yang Fei's car made a sharp left turn, speeding up. Feng Cai'er involuntarily leaned to the left.
This lean displaced her grip, turning Feng Cai's grasp into the Great Sage Stealing Peaches, as she grabbed hold of Yang Fei's round bulge.
And because of the momentum, Little Police Flower didn't react in time and even gave it a twist.
"Ow..."
Inside the Range Rover, a wolf howl erupted from Yang Fei, utterly piercing.