"Let's just go eat."
Ye Luo gave a sheepish smile, and Nie Wenyu's sisters didn't say much either.
Then Ye Luo went to the parking lot, fetched his BMW that had been parked there for several months, and drove off with the three women from the airport, looking for a place to eat.
But just as Ye Luo was driving normally on the road, a woman in her sixties suddenly dashed out from the side and fell right in front of Ye Luo's car.
Ye Luo slammed on the brakes hard. The screeching of the tires against the pavement rang out as the car lunged forward a few meters before finally coming to a stop, just barely touching the elderly woman's body without hitting her.
"Ow, ow, I've been hit, I've been hit!"
All of a sudden, the old lady on the ground started shouting loudly, a pained expression on her face, instantly drawing a crowd of onlookers.
"Oh no, someone's been hit!"
Nie Wenyu's sisters inside the car changed their expressions and exclaimed in alarm.
