Luo Yu's jaw was about to drop in shock again. Her sister An actually came up with this idea. Just now she thought An Xin was crazy, but now this operation suddenly overlapped with Zhang Yuan's.

Zhang Yuan didn't think much about it. After all, the other party was a "female driver" and he wouldn't be surprised whatever happened. But for some reason, Zhang Yuan always felt that this "An Xin" looked familiar.

There was a problem with the front of his car, but Zhang Yuan had nothing to do. After all, the other party didn't run away: "It's okay. I'll just send it back to touch up the paint."

An Xin said: "I'm afraid it won't be cheap to touch up the paint. Remember to contact me."

Zhang Yuan glanced at the traffic policeman, who also spoke: "Don't worry, it has been registered."

In fact, Zhang Yuan didn't mean it this way, but he couldn't help but follow up when someone opened his mouth.

"Okay, let's get in touch later."

Unexpectedly, An Xin continued: "I accidentally scratched your car. I'm sorry. How about we go have a coffee together?"

Zhang Yuan looked at An Xin again. She had long shawl hair, was elegant and elegant, wore a pair of decorative black frames, and had a faint smell of perfume. Her whole person exuded an intellectual beauty, just like last night.

She is simply two people in the nightclub.

Luo Yu was also dumbfounded, but at the same time he regretted not bringing a notebook. He should have written down such operations.

Zhang Yuan was a little distracted at first, but after hearing An Xin's suggestion, he hesitated: "This... is still during working hours..."

"Let's go, there's a Starbucks not far away, very close."

An Xin deliberately didn't mention the red leaves. If he mentioned the red leaves, the whole thing would be revealed.

Zhang Yuan took out his cell phone and checked the time: "I may only have forty minutes."
Chapter completed!