Master Duan’s Beloved Wife: A Lovely Spendthrift - Chapter 3

The young owner of sports car sat steadily in his seat throughout, staring coldly at the girl with long hair in front of him.

Dressed in a pinky white one piece, the girl looked like a little princess coming out of the fairy tale world, with her bright big eyes, delicate skin, and slim figure.

He wondered why this face left him a strong sense of deja vu.

Duan Weiqi tried hard to search for traces of this face from his memory. “Maybe many years ago…”

A sound of thunder stroke in his mind all of a sudden. This beautiful girl, exactly, was the girlfriend of Ling Weiran, his deadly foe in college.

He carefully sized up the girl before him. She said sorry repeatedly and kept bowing to him.

Her pink cheek, large affectionate eyes, and her vivid and seductive features…

“It can’t be wrong.” He thought. Although he knew her existence only from a picture in Ling Xiaoran’s wallet a few years ago, her look was deeply imprinted on his mind.

After apologizing countlessly, He Yueyu turned and ran to the small MARCH, which was also crashed badly. She found her expensive handbag in the car and took out a very expensive purse from it.

He Yueyu presented a thick pile of cash with her hands respectfully to Duan Weiqi, “This is just a part of the compensation for you…”

“Miss…”

Duan Weiqi’s words was interrupted by her crisp voice, “I know your car looks more expensive than mine. I hit your car by accident. It’s all my fault, I’m too careless….”

“I’m so sorry, but I swear to God that I didn’t mean it. I was talking on the phone, so I didn’t realize it before I ran into your car …”

“Hey…”

“You can claim as much as you want, but would you please be kind enough not to tell my family? Once they know I have a car accident again, I’ll end up in misery for sure…”

As she was chattering endlessly by herself, Duan Weiqi could not bear any more. He stepped out of the car and walked to her.

“You think…” He pointed to his disfigured sports car with his chin. “This sum of money is enough to compensate me for all my losses?”

He forced her back to the edge of her small MARCH. He Yueyu couldn’t help but lean against the surface of it. Duan Weiqi leaned over with one hand cornering her within his range.

“Miss, have you heard of Bugatti Veyron, one of the most expensive sports car brands in the world? This one sells for 925,000 pounds, limited to just 300, and was just airlifted from Britain last month, and you …”

He gently lifted her chin, “only took five seconds to destroy it …”

He Yueyu was forced to look up, staring blankly at this man, who almost made her breathless.

“I… I’m sorry…”

“Apology accepted, but it can’t solve any problems.” He smiled deeply, and a thought of playing tricks on her raised at the same time.

She looked at his handsome face pitifully. “Then what should I do? As long as you don’t inform my family, I’ll do whatever you ask.”

“Seriously?”

She nodded her head without any disobedience.

Duan Weiqi rubbed his chin and pondered, feeling both angry and amused. In fact, he was just scaring her. Then an evil thought suddenly came to his mind. Even he himself did not know whether he was doing this to contend with Ling Xiaoran or purely for making a fool of her.

Duan Weiqi stepped closer to her.

He Yueyu was startled by his height.

“God! I feel like I’m a prey of him!” She said to herself.

She swallowed unconsciously and her heart could not help thumping.

“What… does he want?” She doubted.

She leaned back slightly in fear and said, “What do you … what do you want?”

A calculated smile slipped onto Duan Weiqi’s lips, “If you mean what you say, why don’t you use yourself as the compensation for all my losses?”

“What!?”