Chen Fan chased after her with a helpless expression.
Getting into the car, Qin Shuran's face was still cold, and she didn't want to pay attention to Chen Fan.
"I really didn't mean it yesterday. After all, the shutdown of her 4S store was partly related to me," Chen Fan explained.
Seeing Chen Fan's sincere attitude, Qin Shuran's expression softened a little, and she asked with some worry, "Your business is all over the news today. What's going on?"
Chen Fan replied, "Dean Zhang has sent people to investigate. I believe the cause of the deceased's death will be revealed soon."
He didn't tell Qin Shuran too much, mainly because he was afraid she would worry.
"With Dean Zhang's help, I can rest assured. I also believe this matter definitely has nothing to do with you." Hearing that Zhang Chongshan was involved, Qin Shuran felt much more at ease.
"Where are we going now?" Chen Fan asked as he started the car.
Qin Shuran touched her flat stomach, "Of course, we're going back to eat. We're both unemployed recently, so it looks like we'll have to tighten our belts. We'll have to eat out less and cook more from now on."
Chen Fan marveled at Qin Shuran's awareness and looked at her with surprise.
"What kind of look is that?" Qin Shuran asked, frowning.
"No, it's nothing. Then I'll show you my skills today." Chen Fan smiled and shook his head, then drove towards the urban village.
At this moment, a red Ferrari was constantly circling in the urban village.
A beautiful woman sat in the car, looking at the buildings on both sides from time to time. Her exquisite little face was full of anxiety, and her stomach occasionally rumbled.
"Cousin, where do you live? If I can't find you, I'm going to starve to death!" the woman said with a worried expression.
Especially seeing the fuel gauge nearing empty, she was extremely anxious, almost to the point of crying.
"Bang!"
"Ouch!"
Just as the woman was looking around for her destination, a slight collision sound and a cry rang out in front of her car.
The woman immediately slammed on the brakes and stopped the car. When she saw an old lady lying on the ground in front of her, her face was filled with shock. She quickly turned off the engine and got out of the car.
"Grandma, are you... are you alright?" The woman, in high heels, walked to the front of the car and asked the old lady.
The old lady lay on the ground, covering her ankle with both hands, her face contorted in pain.
Seeing the accident here, especially a Ferrari hitting someone, attracted the attention of many pedestrians.
Seeing so many people around, the woman, who had been in a car accident for the first time, became particularly nervous. She hurriedly explained to the crowd, "She suddenly walked out from the roadside. I... I didn't mean to."
"Girl, why don't you hurry and call for an ambulance to take the old lady to the hospital?"
"It shouldn't be a serious injury. Hurry and call an ambulance, let the old lady go to the hospital for a check-up, and then apologize to her."
Seeing the woman's panicked state, the crowd advised her.
The woman, however, looked distressed, "But, but I don't have any money."
Hearing this, many people looked at the woman with contempt, "Little girl, you have to take responsibility when something happens. Do you think you won't be held accountable just because you say you have no money?"
"You drive such a nice car, yet you say you have no money. Who would believe that?"
"I think she just doesn't want to pay and is deliberately crying poor. People like this should be arrested by the police!"
Hearing someone mention calling the police, the woman panicked, "I really don't have money, and I came here to find my sister for help."
"Then call your sister quickly and have her come over to handle it. If you delay any longer, something might happen to the old lady, and you'll regret it then!"
The woman became even more nervous and said aggrievedly, "But my phone is also disconnected, I can't make calls."
"Hmph, driving a Ferrari, wearing all designer clothes, carrying a phone worth over ten thousand yuan, and saying you have no money and your phone has no credit? Little girl, do you think we can believe these words?!"
"They say the prettier a woman is, the more wicked she is. What Zhang Wuji's mother said is absolutely right. This woman looks quite pretty, but she's actually full of bad intentions."
"I think if we hadn't stopped her here in time, she might have already driven away."
"I won't run away. I really don't have money. Why don't you call the police first? I'll leave my car here. I have something important to do. After I find my sister and finish my business, I will definitely come back to handle this matter," the woman quickly explained to the crowd.
"Your business is important, but isn't a human life more important?"
"I think she's saying all this to try and escape!" everyone watched the woman vigilantly.
"What should I do?!" The woman stomped her feet anxiously.
"Grandma Fang?" Just then, a figure walked out from the crowd and approached the old lady who was groaning on the ground.
This figure was Chen Fan. He had just parked his car downstairs and was planning to go to the vegetable market to buy some groceries when he encountered a car accident.
More importantly, he knew this old lady. Her son lived in a mental hospital. She was a lonely old woman, very pitiful. Chen Fan often visited her.
"Doctor Chen," the old lady recognized Chen Fan.
"Let me take a look," Chen Fan quickly went to the old lady's side, squatted down, and examined her ankle.
"Are you a doctor?" The woman saw Chen Fan and felt he looked somewhat familiar, but in her extreme anxiety, she couldn't recall where she had seen him.
Chen Fan ignored the woman. He had heard her constant excuses and had no good impression of her.
"Grandma Fang, your ankle is dislocated. Bear with it, I'll help you reset it," Chen Fan instructed.
"Okay, okay, thank you, Doctor Chen," the old lady nodded quickly.
With a crisp "click," Chen Fan applied force with his palm. A sharp pain made the old lady frown, but she endured it without a sound.
"Alright, Grandma Fang, move it around," Chen Fan said to the old lady.
The old lady moved her ankle and was overjoyed, "Hey! It doesn't hurt anymore! My foot can move!"
Seeing this, the woman also breathed a sigh of relief. Not only could she stop worrying about the old lady's condition, but she could also leave.
However, just as the woman was about to turn back to her car, Chen Fan's voice suddenly rang out, "Where are you going?"
The woman glanced at Chen Fan, "She's fine now, of course I'm leaving. I have things to do."
Chen Fan said coldly, "What is more important than a human life? If I hadn't appeared today, or if she had other hidden injuries and something happened, could you afford the responsibility? How can a young girl have no sense of public morality?"
This was the first time the woman had been reprimanded like this, and she retorted unhappily, "She's fine now, and I said I can leave the car here. After I finish my business, I'll come to the hospital to settle it. I'll pay whatever it costs! When did I ever say I wouldn't take care of her?"
"Now call an ambulance, take the old lady to the hospital for a check-up, otherwise, you're not leaving." Chen Fan wanted to teach this woman a lesson.
The woman stomped her feet angrily, "Why are you being so unreasonable! You're looking for trouble!"
"Chen Fan, what's wrong?" Just then, another graceful figure emerged from the crowd. It was Qin Shuran, who had come looking for Chen Fan because he had been gone for too long.
However, the moment the woman saw Qin Shuran, her little face was filled with grievance.
"Sister..."
The woman called out, and with a wronged expression, she rushed into Qin Shuran's arms in her high heels.
Then she looked at Chen Fan, "Sister, this person is bullying me!"
"Sister?!" Chen Fan, who was about to explain to Qin Shuran, was stunned and looked utterly surprised.