"Who are you, let go of me," Xu Chaomu struggled.
Struggling, struggling, struggling, but it was useless. She was like a little white rabbit, held fast by an eagle, unable to move.
"Was it you who scratched my car? Little brat? Got a lot of nerve to run, too," the man approached.
He had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, a thick gold chain around his neck, a face full of coarse features, and an aggressive attitude. When he spoke, his wide yellow teeth were revealed.
"I came here to apologize. You weren't here just now, so I went upstairs and left you a note, I was sincere," Xu Chaomu held up the white paper in her hand.
The man snatched it away with a chuckle, "Ha ha, please forgive me, I'll compensate to the best of my ability... ha ha ha."
"Boss Yao, she's just a high school student; she can't afford to pay!"
"Little brat, do you even know how much money you've knocked off? Compensate? Can you afford it?" The man looked down at Xu Chaomu arrogantly.
