"Madam, the accident was determined to be your fault, it's your full responsibility," the traffic police reminded the car owner.
"Hmph, you strut around in this kind of car just because you have some looks. Let me tell you, I don't have any money to compensate anyway," the car owner had just texted friends earlier and knew the compensation wouldn't be small.
Qiao Zhiyi truly felt that the world was vast, with all sorts of people to meet.
She didn't want to waste her breath on this kind of person, knowing that the insurance company would handle it and that someone would seek compensation from the responsible party.
A silver sports car pulled over and parked, Shi Jingzhou got out of the car wearing a mask.
He walked straight to Qiao Zhiyi, giving her a once-over to make sure she was unharmed, then looked at the situation on the scene.
"Who's at fault?" Shi Jingzhou asked Qiao Zhiyi.
Qiao Zhiyi glanced at the other car owner.
