Yang Fei felt something utterly inconceivable.
With his driving skills and strong control ability,
he wouldn't have hit a person, let alone a small bug underground.
Could he have encountered a scammer?
Yang Fei was puzzled, but he did not hesitate at all.
He immediately turned off the car and got out to check on the person he hit.
The person he had hit was a beautiful girl.
She wore a sapphire blue dress, her slender calves scraping against the ground, showing light abrasions.
Her shoulder bag lay on the ground, her entire figure sitting there, her face deathly pale as she inhaled sharply.
The fragile appearance of the girl stirred pity.
All doubts in Yang Fei's mind were dispelled.
He hurried over, "Miss, are you okay? Is it serious?"
The girl's head hung low, her long hair covering her face.
She murmured softly, "Can't you be a little more careful when you drive? Why were you going so fast?"
