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Due to the slow speed at impact, only the bumper of the Mercedes-Benz was dented where the two cars collided.
Half a minute later, the driver came to Li Qiao's window and said calmly, "Miss, it was my fault for changing lanes and causing the rear-end collision; I bear the main responsibility. How would you like to resolve this? Should we call the police first?"
"No need." Li Qiao didn't want to waste time on such matters, so she slowly raised her window and prepared to leave.
But the driver was persistently unyielding and hurriedly reached out to block the window, saying with an embarrassed smile, "Miss, this isn't quite right. After all, it's a traffic accident. Why not let the traffic police handle it, or I can help you get the car repaired."
Li Qiao looked straight ahead, her hand resting on the steering wheel, and glanced through the ten-centimeter gap in the window at the other party, "What if I don't?"
"Well..." The driver fell silent.
