Qian Yikun drove back, feeling a little impetuous. This was not only a problem with his work, but also involved matters at home.
He has not contributed much to Qianfeng Group in these years, but he has brought a lot of trouble to Qianfeng Group.
Perhaps he should consider his father's advice.
And - could it be possible to get married.
Qian Yikun was lost in thought. The car was driving very fast, but he jumped forward at a red light. He suddenly stopped the car and subconsciously felt that he had hit someone.
Qian Yikun didn't have time to think too much and hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car.
"Lotte, Lotte—" Ding Yue's sharp little voice shouted, and the little man was frightened.
Lotte fell to the ground now, her palms burning with pain, and she felt like stones were embedded in her palms.
"Miss, are you okay?" Qian Yikun got out of the car and asked hurriedly.
Letian's soul was scared out of his mind. He heard Ding Yue's frightened cry and the man's deep voice. Letian suddenly raised his head and grabbed Qian Yikun's neck.
"How the hell do you know how to drive? Don't you know the red light? Can you afford to pay for hitting my child?" Lotte's face was red with anger, and she ignored even the pain in her palms.
Ding Yueyan: "..."
Lotte is so tough.
Qian Yikun was at fault, so he naturally didn't fight back, "Miss, why don't I take you to the hospital?"
"Letian, your hands are bleeding." Ding Yuejuan was still crying, looking at Letian's palms, he felt heartbroken.
Qian Yikun looked down and frowned again, "Miss, I'd better take you to the hospital for a check-up. It's better to check the child as well."
Letian looked down at Ding Yueyao, who was pale and still crying. She was sure that the little guy was not hurt. She had just held him in her arms.
But her hand really hurt.
"5,000 yuan, private." Lotte stretched out his hand directly.
Qian Yikun: "..."
Ding Yueyan: "..."
However, Ding Yueyan has become accustomed to Lotte's money-loving character. After all, his father often said that Lotte is a woman who loves money.
But she was injured.
Qian Yikun returned to the car and took out his wallet, but he didn't have so much cash with him. "Miss, I don't have so much cash with me. If you don't mind, come to the hospital with me first. You can check your body first, and then I’ll go get the money for you.”
Lotte glanced at it and happened to catch a glimpse of the police officer's ID card in Qian Yikun's wallet.
Lotte: “…”
The other party was a policeman, and she was not hit just now, but was just frightened. "Oh, give me as much as you have. It's really bad luck when you come back."
Qian Yikun only had more than a thousand yuan in cash in his wallet, and he gave all of it to Lotte. "My name is Qian Yikun. I am the captain of the Criminal Police Detachment of the XX Police Station. If you have any questions, you can come to me at any time."
Criminal police detachment
Letian didn't dare to continue talking to him, so he stood up and left with Ding Yuejuan in his arms.
Qian Yikun took a deep breath. Sure enough, he couldn't think about that woman, otherwise he would definitely have problems.
Letian hugged Ding Yue and ran very fast, fearing that the detective would find out that she was not hit by him, but just frightened by him.
"Letian, you're injured!" Ding Yueyan said with a stern face, looking very angry. He didn't like Letian's behavior of not even caring about his own injury for the sake of money.
Lotte paused for a moment, then looked down at the little boy in her arms who had a serious and unhappy face. She blinked, "Are you angry?"