My Sweetheart novel Chapter 689

The owner of the car also got out of the car quickly. He was a middle-aged man about forty years old. He looked angrily at his half-broken car. He pointed at Vivian and yelled, "Can you drive? I have just bought it, can you afford it?"

Vivian frowned and couldn't help but explained, "Sir, it was you who slammed the brakes on suddenly, so I ran into it."

Although her driving skill was not very good, she will not crash into others for no apparent reason.

When the man heard what she said, he became even more angry, "What do you mean? Do you want to shirk responsibility?"

Vivian squeezed her eyebrows a little irritably, and said lightly, "How much I need to pay for your car?"

The man held up a finger and quickly said a number.

Her eyes widened suddenly, and she said coldly, "Are you blackmailing me? This money is enough for you to buy a new car."

The man suddenly sneered, "Then you go buy a new one for me."

He pointed arrogantly at the car behind him, "You can't buy this car with money."

Seeing Vivian's embarrassed look, the man became even more presumptuous, "Lady, if you can't afford it, just tell me, we can call the police." 　　

“Ok, then go to the police station!" Vivian said solemnly.

As she said, she took out her mobile phone, but before she dialed number, the man suddenly smashed her mobile phone as if he had been stimulated. The expression on his face was even a bit fierce, "Who do you want to call? Go to the police station directly!"

Vivian paused, and immediately knew that this man's intention was not simple.

And his eyes seemed to be ill-intentioned. Her back chilled. She turned around on high heels decisively, and walked towards to other cars.

There were quite a few car owners who stopped to watch a good show around, "Sir, can you lend me your mobile phone to make a call?"

He smashed her cell phone and thought she couldn't make calls?

Vivian was still very confident of her beauty. When she smiled, people can’t refuse her. It was so easy for her to borrow a mobile phone.

"No problem at all."

Vivian took the phone. That man immediately followed, and wanted to snatch her phone fiercely. She coldly said, "What are you doing? Although I hit you, if you dare to snatch my phone, believe it or not, I sue you for robbery with violence."

Vivian was very imposing at this moment. As expected, the middle-aged man didn't dare to move anymore for a while, and Vivian immediately dialed the familiar number.

The phone rang twice, and a lazy voice soon sounded, "What's the matter?"

Vivian suddenly became nervous...

She didn’t feel so nervous when she bumped into someone’s Porsche just now...

She bit her lip and asked cautiously, "Are you busy?"

He seemed very anxious when he answered the phone today and went out. There should be a very important thing.

Marlon's voice was faintly mocking, "You called me just to ask if I'm busy?"

"No..." After hesitating for a while, she mustered up the courage to say annoyedly, "I just ran into a car... he may be from my family. He wants to take me to the police station... I hope you are there."

If he is there, she will feel more at ease.

The man's tone was still careless, "You should know that I have no money and no power, I can't help you."

Vivian's face turned pale. He didn't show concern for her at all except taunt. Even if she was psychologically prepared at the beginning, his indifference still made her feel aggrieved.

"Okay," she said in a low voice, "Get your things done first. I will take care of it myself."

As soon as she finished speaking, the phone over there hung up, Vivian was stunned. He was really impatient...

He can’t wait to hang up...

But the next second, just after she putting down the phone, a sudden crash sounded. The Porsche that was hit just now and was parked on the same place was suddenly crashed again...

There was a sigh of emotion around again...