Drifting Towards You

The police opened the mouth and said: "Your lawyer is visiting the other wounded for you. As for whether they are willing to reconcile, I am not sure, but Miss Xia has explicitly rejected me and expressed disagreement with the reconciliation.

Father Yao frowned and said nothing.

The police then reminded again: "By the way, the Ferrari driven by Miss Xia is the latest model. I don't know much about the car, but my colleague said that this car is about 30 million yuan."

Father Yao was stunned, but he didn't expect it to be so expensive.

But when I thought of Yao Ruoshan, who had just shed tears and begged him, she had to continue: "Thank you for reminding."

The Yao family is indeed rich, but it is not yet huge.

There are more than a billion assets, but no matter how much it is, there is nothing that can be done.

Father Yao is just such a daughter, who has grown up under his own eyes since childhood, even if he is reluctant to give up, he refuses to watch her go to jail.

Soon, the lawyer called, and Yao's father quickly picked up: "Mr. Yao, I have visited the injured households, and they all agreed to reconcile privately. The total cost was 13 million."

"Okay, I got to know Lawyer Han, thank you." Father Yao heaved a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone.

He is really afraid that the truck hits some expensive sports cars, and he doesn't know how much money will be paid out when the time comes.

In fact, the other vehicles hit by the truck were ordinary rental and private cars. In addition, Yao Ruoshan did not dare to really kill Xia Feise, but wanted her to be injured and not be able to participate in the art performance, so the truck The speed actually dropped a lot when it hit.

This also makes most of the other injured people not seriously injured, and only the household that was hit first is in a more dangerous situation.

But even so, there is still no life worry.

Yao's father was willing to pay, and the matter was quickly settled.

Father Yao came back to his senses, looked at the police officer and said again: "The matter with Miss Xia now..."

"If Miss Xia refuses to reconcile, we still have to pursue Yao Ruoshan's legal responsibility. As for the specific verdict, we need to wait for the court to pronounce it." The police began to speak.

Father Yao quickly said, "Is there any way to reconcile, we are willing to pay more to compensate Miss Xia."

Mother Yao kept her head down and said nothing.

The policeman said again: "I can't do anything about this. I'm afraid you will have to discuss with Miss Xia."

The police looked like they were doing business, but before Yao's father came, they directly passed on the meaning, saying that Li Mubai could not agree to a reconciliation, and asked them not to be too diligent, so as not to provoke him to turn his face. good looking.

Father Yao continued: "Can you give me the contact information of Miss Xia? Let's talk to her in private."

The police gave him Xia Feise's number neatly. As for Li Mubai's, he didn't mention it at all.

Mother Yao looked at the number written by the police, clutching the handle of the bag tightly, and said nothing.

After the police gave Father Yao the number, he said, "But if you walk faster, you might be able to catch up. The one you saw when you just came in was Miss Xia."

Father Yao turned to remember the very young and beautiful woman he saw when he just came in, and immediately said to Mother Yao: "We should go soon, we should catch up."

After that, he got up and chased after him first.

Mother Yao let out a sigh of relief, without any hesitation, and quickly followed.

As soon as the two men walked out of the police station, they saw a handsome man on the wall on the side of the police station and kissing a woman with his head down.

Father Yao was stunned, but he still recognized that the woman was Miss Xia they had met not long ago.

Mother Yao was also silent.

Father Yao hesitated for a moment and coughed heavily.

Li Mubai slowly raised his head, lifted his eyelids, and looked at Father Yao coldly, "Is there something wrong with my throat?"