Chapter 8: Mu Qianxue's Gratitude
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Yang Chen knew this group's character; they only cared about having a large crowd, and many who cared about their reputation would be embarrassed and simply pay them off.
He didn't say much, but simply told the people blocking the way to move aside.
Then, he gently pressed the key on the Bugatti Veyron parked to the side.
The headlights flashed twice.
The Bugatti Veyron, like a beast lying on the ground, instantly opened its eyes!
"This is my car. My dashcam recorded you deliberately ramming my girlfriend's car!"
"If you still believe my girlfriend hit it, we can call the police. I believe the police can determine from your driving behavior whether it was intentional!" Yang Chen said coldly.
As the Bugatti Veyron's headlights flashed, the surroundings immediately fell silent.
Strength, at this moment, explained everything!
Panic flashed across the scarred man's face. He hadn't expected this guy's car to be parked right there.
And, it was a Bugatti Veyron!
Damn rich people, what's with the pretense of being low-key!
The scarred man thought bitterly, already preparing to run away!
But his henchman suddenly stepped forward, pointing at Yang Chen arrogantly,
"What are you so tough about? Believe me or not, I'll rip your car apart!"
"Oh? You want to rip my car apart?" Yang Chen smiled. "So
what if I rip it apart? Believe me or not, brothers—"
Before the young man could finish speaking, the scarred man slapped him across the face.
*Slap!*
"Shut the hell up! That's a Bugatti Veyron!"
The scarred man's heart was bleeding.
This guy drove a Bugatti Veyron, a supercar worth tens of millions. Who knew how much power this guy had? In any case, it was definitely not someone their gang of thugs could afford to mess with.
It was just a pity about his Mercedes.
Although it was a five-times used Mercedes S-Class, and a base model at that, repairing it in this state would probably cost tens of thousands of yuan. (Yang Chen was still too naive, only thinking it was second-hand!)
It hurt!
He really tried to steal a chicken but lost the rice instead!
The young man standing nearby, upon hearing his boss mention the Bugatti Veyron, instantly snapped out of his daze.
He hurriedly hid behind his boss, afraid Yang Chen would remember his face.
Good heavens!
A Bugatti Veyron costs thirty million, and there are only a handful in the entire city of Shanghai.
They actually ran into one today—lucky!
No, unlucky!
Judging by his boss's expression, who knows how he'll treat him when they get back!
The scarred man knew he couldn't afford to offend the man before him, so he could only swallow his pride.
"Brother, we were wrong just now. How about we just let this go?" the scarred man tentatively asked.
Heh!
Yang Chen really wanted to slap him twice.
"You think you're so clever!"
"I'm not going to extort you. I'll fix my girlfriend's car, and that'll be the end of it!"
"Or else!"
Yang Chen's tone turned cold.
"Brother, brother, don't worry, don't worry, we'll definitely fix your car!" the scarred man hurriedly agreed.
Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He really wanted to slap himself now.
From now on, he'd definitely check the almanac before going out!
After exchanging contact information with the scarred man, Yang Chen drove off.
Meanwhile, in Yang Chen's car,
Mu Qianxue sat in the passenger seat because her Porsche needed repairs.
Mu Qianxue admired the luxurious and sporty interior of the Bugatti, her eyes occasionally darting to Yang Chen as he focused on driving.
She was utterly shocked. She never imagined that this young man, roughly her age, or even younger, would be driving a world-class supercar like the Bugatti Veyron!
Even when she was a superstar, she had never ridden in a supercar of this caliber.
To afford such a car, a net worth of billions was probably just the starting point!
Mu Qianxue finally understood why Yang Chen had said he had the power to help her make a successful comeback. A man who could afford a Bugatti truly could!
Now, she completely believed him!
Thinking about how Yang Chen had called her his girlfriend, Mu Qianxue blushed.
Moreover, she was surprised to find that she didn't seem to mind him calling her his girlfriend.
"Mr. Yang, thank you so much for getting me out of that situation!" Mu Qianxue thought for a moment before thanking him.
Yang Chen said nonchalantly,
"It's nothing. Besides, I just said you're my girlfriend, please don't mind!"
Hearing the word "girlfriend" again, Mu Qianxue's face flushed even more, almost to the point of bleeding.
"It's okay, I understand!"
Mu Qianxue said softly, then secretly glanced at Yang Chen.
She found this man somehow pleasing to the eye!
Although Mu Qianxue was a top-tier female celebrity, she had never been in a relationship before, practically a love i***t. So, although she had developed feelings for Yang Chen, she didn't know exactly what they were! She
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