The Bentley had a noticeable dent in the rear, and the Maserati's front bumper was half hanging off, all of which told Huo Zhanting that a minor car accident had just occurred here.
A cold glint flashed through Huo Zhanting's eyes.
"Did you do this on purpose?" Although it was a question, when spoken by Huo Zhanting, it sounded more like a statement.
Xiao Yihe's expression tensed, and he lifted his hand to adjust the gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, "How could that be? It was an accident."
"I'll have Zhang Duo deal with this."
Huo Zhanting, whether believing him or not, didn't even glance at Xiao Yihe and picked up his phone to immediately call Zhang Duo. Xiao Yihe saw the disdain in his avoidance and felt his face twitch slightly, barely suppressing the anger within him.
"This accident was entirely my fault. Lanlan, now that he's here too, you don't need to avoid me. I invite you both to a meal, let's call it an apology."
