Wen Yi was initially stunned for a few seconds, then she became furious.
This wasn't on a main road, and besides, you should slow down before entering the hotel forecourt. To rear-end someone in this situation was simply abhorrent. She pushed open the driver's seat door and got out of the car, striding over to knock on the window to argue, demand compensation, and an apology.
The glass beside the driver's seat slowly rolled down, revealing a profile of a handsome face that could make hearts flutter.
The lines Wen Yi had prepared got stuck in her throat the moment she saw that face clearly.
No wonder there's a saying in Chinese about enemies often crossing paths.
Was Lancheng really so small that they could bump into each other like this?
Mo Shichen looked at her, his handsome face expressionless, and without a hint of apology, he said, "Sorry, Miss."