Song Zhen's demeanor was gentle and humble, well-mannered and reasonable, showing none of the airs of a super-rich magnate.
This made the traffic police and bystanders present respect Song Zhen immensely.
The police officers consulted briefly among themselves.
Then, one of them politely smiled and said, "Mr. Song, we asked this young lady to show her driving license, but she indeed only has a vehicle registration certificate and no driving license.
If you can verify that she has legally obtained either a driving license from our country or an internationally recognized driving license, we could let you handle this matter yourselves.
If she can provide a valid driving license, it would not be considered driving without a license.
She would only need to compensate the owner of the vehicle involved in the rear-end collision."
Gu Xinzhou listened and immediately scrolled through her phone's photo album.
Living independently and abroad had formed this habit in her: to photograph all her documents and save them, just in case.
She showed the traffic police the license picture from her album, "This one, should I send it to you?"
The traffic police officer took her phone earnestly, "One moment."
Then, he called his colleague over the walkie-talkie, "This is number 170****, could you help me check the international driving license issued in Italy with the number 9028***? I need the name of the driver holding that license, thank you!"
Wait...
Gu Xinzhou's mood had already calmed down.
All her previous frustration and nervousness had vanished.
When she realized she was standing in the shade, she looked up and met Song Zhen's warm and clear gaze.
He had been watching her all the time.
Seeing her look up, he smiled gently and indulgently ruffled her hair, "I hope that I can be with you at every important moment in the future.
Zhouzhou, I will protect you and give you the courage to overcome everything."
Song Zhen's open declaration of love made many people at the scene understand their relationship.
Gu Xinzhou put on a serious face and pushed him away with a little fist, "Stay away from me!"
Song Zhen clutched his chest and laughed strangely, "You really hit the spot."
Gu Xinzhou blinked her beautiful eyes in bewilderment, not understanding his meaning.
He laughed annoyingly again, "Your punch has reached my heart."
The crowd: "..."
Gu Xinzhou: "..."
The traffic police soon said, "Hmm, okay, is it Chinese citizen Gu Xinzhou? Yes, I understand now, thank you."
Confirmation complete.
The traffic police handed Gu Xinzhou her phone back, "Miss Gu, we have confirmed that you have a legal driving license.
Considering you did not bring your license back to the country, we suggest that to avoid and reduce misunderstandings, you try not to drive on your own while you are in the country.
If you must drive, please make sure to obtain a document proving your international driving license from the relevant department."
Gu Xinzhou replied coolly, "Thank you."
She was irritated inside.
Before Song Zhen arrived, she had also mentioned having an international license!
Yet the police officer still insisted on taking her to the traffic police headquarters to deal with this matter!
She put the phone back in her pocket.
Suddenly, a strong arm scooped over her shoulder, pulling her tightly into an embrace!
Gu Xinzhou was annoyed, "Song Zhen, you have..."
"Reporters!" Song Zhen's voice had just fallen when his nimble fingers gently removed her hair tie, tousling her long hair to cover half of her small face.
The remaining half was firmly shielded in his embrace!
Gu Xinzhou was too scared to move, "Reporters? They came so quickly?"
Song Zhen gently kissed the top of her head, speaking tenderly, "Don't move. I'll take you away from here, don't worry about the rest—I'll have my men handle it."