The night passed by quietly and peacefully.

Early the next day, when the sky turned pale, everyone woke up.

When You Yang saw Hao Jian, she couldn't help but recall the scene from last night, causing her fair cheeks to blush slightly.

However, Hao Jian, as if nothing had happened, was sitting on the sofa.

Just like that, they spent a few plain days together, and under You Yang's care, Hao Jian's injuries were completely healed.

Given the circumstances, Hao Jian decided not to stay any longer with You Yang, as the situation at Shu Ya Group was urgent.

On top of that, the Prophet had been busy with the tasks assigned by Hao Jian, so he hadn't come over, and without the Prophet's Teleportation Technique, Hao Jian had no choice but to travel by car.

After bidding farewell to You Yang, they hailed a car in front of the pharmacy, and the two of them headed towards Hua City.

The city where You Yang was located was not far from Hua City, but not too close either, so it took about two hours by car to reach.

Before long, they saw the Hua City area.

The driver, a seasoned one at that, drove steadily all along the way.

"Were you two out traveling before?" the driver asked.

Generally, drivers who drive all day might feel tired or bored, so seasoned drivers tend to develop a skill of being chatty.

Shu Ya smiled and said, "Yes."

The driver continued, "Really envy you two, so loving. My partner and I can't make it, always arguing whenever we meet."

Shu Ya awkwardly smiled.

As the car entered Hua City within the normal driving range, they soon arrived at Hua City's main traffic road.

The car was steadily driving, but suddenly, from the corner ahead, a car sped out, recklessly crashing onto the main road.

The driver's expression turned serious, quickly spinning the steering wheel to adjust.

But the other car was too fast, too fast for anyone to react, and it was at a bend. It was supposed to be a red light, yet it suddenly ran the red light, rushing out of the bend, leaving no time to respond.

Just like that, with a "bang!", that car crashed straight into the car where Hao Jian was seated.

Not stopping there, it collided with another car beside, only then coming to a halt.

After a few "bang!" sounds, the car stopped.

A person stepped out of the car, looked around, then tapped on the front window of Hao Jian's car, signaling the driver to come out.

Hao Jian wasn't bothered to deal with the matter, so he stayed seated in the back with Shu Ya, not getting out.

The driver, who was a seasoned driver, had never been in an accident before, so he was a bit dazed.

As soon as he got out, the man in a suit grabbed the driver.

The driver was scared stiff.

The suit-clad man yelled, "Are you blind or what, driving without watching the road and daring to crash into us?"

The driver was dumbstruck, thinking that he was driving diligently, and it was the other who suddenly ran the red light and crashed into them.

"It was you who crashed into us!" the driver said.

As soon as the driver spoke, the man in the suit slapped him across the face.

"Damn it, you crashed into us and still dare to argue!" the man in the suit said.

The driver replied, "It was clearly you who crashed into us."

As a seasoned driver, if he couldn't understand the situation, he'd be a fool. Obviously, the guy wanted him to admit to crashing, making him bear the responsibility while the other becomes the victim.

Seeing the driver still refusing to change his statement, the man in the suit slapped him again and grabbed him by the neck, pointing at the big dent from the crash.

"Get a load of this huge dent, and you still won't admit it? You trying to get yourself killed?"

The driver initially wanted to say it wasn't his fault, but at the sight of the car, his expression changed. As an experienced driver, he understood cars well. This was none other than this year's limited edition Maserati, an outrageously expensive car. Anyone who could afford such a vehicle couldn't be ordinary; they were either wealthy or noble.

Seeing the driver intimidated, the suit-clad man shot him another look.

The driver immediately got the message and promptly admitted fault, "I'm sorry, it was my fault, sorry!"

Only then did the suit-clad man, satisfied, say, "Since you've admitted, we won't pursue responsibility. You can go now."

The driver, relieved to be let go, hurried to leave in a rush.

It was just a crash, with damage that he admitted to, and thankfully there's insurance. He'd just chalk it up to bad luck.

Someone who could afford this kind of car wasn't someone to mess with, especially not for a small-time person like him. If they decided to cause trouble, it wouldn't be hard for them to make him disappear.

Rattled, the driver headed back to his car.

The man in the suit wore a smug grin.

These days, money solves everything. If it were any ordinary person, they'd surely get fined, but sitting inside that car was a particular someone. Since it was his car, it was his responsibility, but with money, even the devil can be made to work, and such a small issue can be easily resolved.

Matters that can be resolved with money are not major issues.

Matters that can be resolved without spending money are even smaller than trivial matters.

Thinking this, the suit man started walking towards the car. After all, the person in the car was still waiting. If he let that person leave in anger, he wouldn't be able to bear the responsibility.

But suddenly, another person emerged from the other vehicle that had been hit.

The person said, "Hey, what's the deal with hitting my car?"

It turned out the speaker was a girl, around twenty, full of youthful energy, dressed fashionably. She wore a white blouse on top and a pair of jeans below.

The suit man was momentarily stunned but quickly regained his composure, wanting to settle the matter as usual.

However, just as the suit man took a step forward, he was called back by someone in the car.

The car window rolled down, and the suit man was called over.

Out stepped a well-dressed man, and if Hao Jian were to see him, he'd recognize at a glance who this was.

It was Young Master Ma, whom Hao Jian had met at the auction.

Young Master Ma got out of the car and approached the girl who spoke earlier.

Young Master Ma sniffed the air, enjoying the scent.

Young Master Ma said, "So how do you want to handle this? With money, or should I use my body to compensate!"

As he spoke, Young Master Ma couldn't help but keep glancing at the girl's chest.

The girl instinctively covered the exposed area with her hand.

Young Master Ma chuckled and asked, "How about it?"

The girl said, "Pervert! You were driving dangerously on the road and hit a car. We'll wait for the traffic officers to handle it."

"Don't think I don't know it was you driving just now. You merely swapped places with someone right after the crash. So if the traffic police come, the one violating traffic rules is still you!" the girl said.

Hearing this, Young Master Ma's expression changed.

As a wealthy young man, he was always surrounded by people ready to take the fall for him. When something happened, they'd bear the blame.

In the past, there was a rich kid who killed someone and had his bodyguard take the blame with just some money. The bodyguard is still in jail, while the rich kid enjoys his freedom.

Earlier, Young Master Ma had a bit to drink before driving, so under the influence of alcohol, he drove recklessly and hit the car. He immediately told his assistant to switch places with him so that if anything happened, the assistant would be responsible. Additionally, he called someone else to deal with the matter.

The suit man had only slightly intimidated the driver, who then said nothing, not expecting an unexpected tough cookie to appear.

Young Master Ma's expression grew distressed. If things were indeed as the girl said, and the police checked him and found he was drunk, it would be troublesome.

Young Master Ma's face changed immediately, threatening, "Are you really going to do this? Do you know the consequences!"

As he spoke, he didn't forget to glance at the girl's chest again, truly a case of a leopard not changing its spots.

All of this was overheard by Shu Ya, who was sitting in the car and observing. She couldn't stand seeing girls being bullied, and she heard everything Young Master Ma said, which was clearly a threat, prompting her to step out of the car.

Shu Ya walked up to Young Master Ma and stood in front of the girl, saying, "A grown man threatening a young girl, you really have some nerve."

Young Master Ma was about to speak but was captivated by Shu Ya.

What was going on today, running into beauties nonstop?

Young Master Ma's eyes lit up, "What, you want to stand up for her?"

Seeing Young Master Ma's gaze, Shu Ya felt a surge of anger and, hearing the tone of his voice, she exploded, slapping Young Master Ma across the face.

"Smack!"

In broad daylight, the sound of the slap was particularly crisp.

"Damn!"

Young Master Ma couldn't help but curse.

The henchmen behind him saw him getting hit and immediately rushed forward to defend him.

But with just a glance from Shu Ya, they were scared back.

Young Master Ma had been stunned by Shu Ya's gaze just moments before.

While temperament can be cultivated over time, the oppressive aura of that gaze wasn't something easily trained; it was the result of constant practice.

Young Master Ma quickly turned his head and told his subordinates to immediately investigate Shu Ya's identity.

Since the collision only affected one side, and the hit vehicle was pushed to the side, it didn't impact traffic, so despite being parked here for a while, there was no congestion.

Curious onlookers were interested in watching but were driven away by Young Master Ma's subordinates.

Young Master Ma looked at Shu Ya and the girl with great interest.

Shu Ya had heard the girl's account earlier, so she understood what was happening and what Young Master Ma intended.

Shu Ya said, "Let's wait for the traffic police, then!"