Chu Mo's voice was three degrees colder as he frowned and said,
"Even if you didn't hit anyone, isn't it a fact that the elderly person fell to the ground because they were frightened by you? Their basket of vegetables was sent flying, and you didn't even offer an apology, isn't that going a bit too far?"
The girl in the Ferrari suddenly sneered, her narrow eyes slightly squinting, filled with indifferent light, as she disdainfully said,
"Who do you think you are? Even if I were to apologize, that would only concern me and that old hag. The old woman didn't even say much, so why are you meddling in others' business?"
Chu Mo struggled to breathe, and after taking several deep breaths, he barely suppressed the urge to punch someone, which was the first time he felt like hitting someone since getting the unlimited bank card.
