Chapter 62 - 62: 62: I love to hear you say, I’m super well-behaved!

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In the police station.

Yin Qin’S heated voice echoes for a long while.

Song Zhizhi turns her head to look at Luo Xiaolang.

Luo Xiaolang lowers his head, understanding at this moment that he has made a mistake; he remains silent.

Yin Qin says in a strange high-pitched tone, “You, little wolf, have a bigger temper than me!”

“And how do you plan to solve this?” Song Zhizhi asks.

Since they are the ones in the wrong, Song Zhizhi’s tone softens quite a bit.

“I’m almost driven insane. If you weren’t Ji Baijian’s fiancee, any solution would not be acceptable! ” Yin Qin seems to have nowhere to vent his anger, and can’t help but blurt out, “Damn it, why did I have to encounter the fiancee of Ji Baijian!”

“You could actually handle it without giving him face. You just handle it in whatever way you see fit.” Song Zhizhi seems exceptionally friendly.

“Not giving him face?!” Yin Qin elongates his tone, “That scheming, vindictive man, not giving him face, do you want me to get killed by him?”

“…” Is Ji Baijian really that demonic?

Yin Qin is almost at the point of exploding in rage.

Observing his condition, Song Zhizhi isn’t in the mood to mention that he shouldn’t insist on exacting a toll if he doesn’t dare to do so; she’s afraid that mentioning it would make him spurt blood.

She thinks for a moment, “Why don’t I help you buy a new car instead!”

To someone who loves their car, a new car getting into this kind of accident would be absolutely heartbreaking, and she isn’t that heartless and ruthless either.

“Are you sure?” Yin Qin stares blankly at Song Zhizhi, feeling a bit of concealed joy, but not daring to celebrate too early.

“I’m sure.”

“Do you know how much this car costs?”

“Um…” She’s not quite sure. She doesn’t like to play with cars, and her household education doesn’t allow her little brother to pursue these luxurious items either, but she thinks it definitely wouldn’t be cheap.

“16 million,” Yin Qin says.

Song Zhizhi is taken aback.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Yin Qin looks at her expression and waves his hands, “Forget it, Minister Song, an upright official like you probably doesn’t have much money after so many years.”

Song Zhizhi speaks, “I never said I would have my dad buy it.”

“I do have a fiance, don’t I.”_ Song Zhizhi teases, her lips curling into a smile.

As far as she knows, Ji Baijian is quite wealthy.

“You’re letting Ji Baijian buy you a car?” Yin Qin asks, his expression turning serious.

“Don’t worry, he’ll agree,” Song Zhizhi says and dials Ji Baijian’s number.

Yin Qin watches this unfold, his heart pounding. He feels as if things won’t be… too smooth.

Song Zhizhi has already dialed the number. The voice on the other end is lazy as usual, but it sounds especially good when he says, “Miss Song.”

Apparently, it would take him some time to change how he addresses her.

Song Zhizhi doesn’t mind it either. Regardless of how things are, right now she is the one asking for a favor.

She laughs sweetly, “I’ve encountered a problem.”

“So if you didn’t encounter a problem, you also wouldn’t think of me.” The voice on the other end is still languid.

After hearing this, Song Zhizhi realizes that there may be some truth to his words.

Feeling a bit guilty, she says, “I wouldn’t look for you just because you’re my fiance.”

The other side seems to chuckle softly.

He must have accepted her reasoning.

Taking a deep breath, Song Zhizhi cautiously asks, “16 million isn’t a lot for you, right?”

Ji Baijian falls silent immediately.

“Uh… I accidentally smashed Yin Qin’S limited edition sports car. He’S upset because his new car got damaged. I thought about compensating him with a new car, and he said it would be 16 million. I didn’t take any dowry from you either; can this make do as dowry?” Song Zhizhi negotiates, lacking confidence.

“Miss Song, do you have such low aspirations?” There’s a hint of teasing in Ji Baijian’s tone.

“So, are you agreeing?”

“Hmm.” He actually agrees without hesitation. Song Zhizhi is somewhat surprised, she quickly says, “Thank you.” “I might like it more if you use three different words.”

“I love you?” Song Zhizhi says, her face turning slightly red.

In front of Yin Qin and Luo Xiaolang, it’s somewhat awkward.

He laughs out loud on the other end, his laughter distinct.

His laughter makes Song Zhizhi feel even more awkward.

At that moment, he says in his magnetic voice, “I’m super good.”

Song Zhizhi frowns.

“I like to hear you say it, I’m super good,” Ji Baijian repeats, his tone being very ambiguous.

At that moment, Song Zhizhi feels he’s mocking her.

Song Zhizhi, annoyed, hangs up the phone and turns back to see Yin Qin’s expectant eyes, who is very eager to ask, “So, how did it go?” “Ji Baijian agreed very readily.”

“Really?” This seems somewhat unlikely.

For someone as stingy as Ji Baijian to agree so readily?!

Is it true that a wife has special privileges?

How come it feels a bit nasty thinking about it!

Damn it.

He’S not homosexual.

Regardless, being able to buy a new car can be considered a ‘happy ending’.

Yin Qin smiles happily, planning to let the police consider the accident as a minor incident to be negotiated privately, when his phone suddenly rings.

Yin Qin’s heart skips a beat.

It’s definitely not a flutter of romantic excitement, but raw fear.

He has a feeling that there’s definitely nothing good about getting a call from Ji Baijian now.

He picks up the phone nervously, “Hello.” “I heard Song Zhizhi crashed your car?” “Uh huh.” Yin Qin nods vigorously.

“16 million?” Ji Baijian raises his brows.

“You know I like my cars…”

“So do you not understand the current situation? Weng Cheng could grab this and report you to your company’s board in a minute, do you want to act out the role of a dandy boy?!” Ji Baijian’s voice is cold.

But Yin Qin is left speechless by his words.

“Just forget about the car.” Ji Baijian insists.

Yin Qin wants to say something.

“Right now you just need to stay silent,” Ji Baijian declares, “Song Zhizhi is next to you, there’s no need for her to know about unnecessary matters.”

Yin Qin pouts.

It’s clear that he just doesn’t want his future wife to know how stingy he really is.

Ji Baijian mutters again, “Also, don’t even think about fixing the car, I will secretly handle your new car.”

Before Yin Qin can respond, Ji Baijian ends the call.

Yin Qin also silently puts down the phone.

Seeing Yin Qin looking serious, Song Zhizhi asked with surprise, “Ji Baijian?”

“Hmm.” Yin Qin nods.

“Did he mention the matter of buying a new car?” Song Zhizhi asks.

“Yes.” He did mention it – he said that he won’t buy the car and not only that, he won’t let anyone fix it.

Song Zhizhi doesn’t overthink it and relaxes a bit, “Just now, when Ji Baijian agreed directly, I almost couldn’t believe it, it seems I was too suspicious.”

Yin Qin looks at Song Zhizhi.

All he wants to say to her are four words: The heavens are blind!