Chapter 79 Much More Comfortable

The tremendous crash drew everyone’s attention. Not far away, a white BMW had smashed violently into the Ferrari belonging to the dazed girl. The impact was so forceful that the body of her Ferrari was visibly deformed.

Jiang Yun: ………

Dazed Girl: ………

“Now look what’s happened—are you satisfied?” the dazed girl said to Jiang Yun in a low voice. Just moments ago, Jiang Yun had assured her that her car was perfectly fine, and now it had been struck by someone else.

“Uh, well…” Jiang Yun awkwardly rubbed his nose. At that moment, he couldn’t help but wonder if he possessed some strange power to make things happen just by speaking.

“Call the police! What are you all standing around for?” Fortunately, Tun Tun reacted quickly and dialed emergency services right away. After all, with the cars in such a state, who knew if the BMW’s driver had even survived.

Before long, two police cars arrived and stopped beside them. Two officers in traffic uniforms hurried to the dazed girl’s car, and she, along with her friends, ran over to help. The other two officers, dressed in standard police uniforms, scanned the area before approaching Jiang Yun’s car.

“Who’s the owner of this vehicle?” one of the female officers called out to the crowd.

Jiang Yun, a little embarrassed, touched his nose and replied, “That’s me.” The embarrassment stemmed from the fact that he recognized her—or rather, he knew both officers who had responded to the call.

“Jiang Yun? You again?” The female officer recognized him immediately. After all, this was the same guy who’d once made her so sick of bread she could hardly stomach it.

She raised an eyebrow, pointing at Jiang Yun’s Ferrari. “What’s going on here? Some kind of love spat?”

Jiang Yun’s lips twitched, and he recounted the incident in detail.

After listening, the officer gave a strange look to the silent woman beside him. “You… why did you do it?”

The woman opened her mouth, but before she could speak, the officer waved her hand dismissively. “Never mind. We’ll sort it out at the station.”

Turning to Jiang Yun, she said, “Call someone to assess the damage.”

“They’re already here,” Jiang Yun replied, gesturing to the staff from the dealership who had just arrived.

They all waited in place as the dealership staff greeted Jiang Yun and then went to inspect the car. After a brief check, the staff member said, “Mr. Jiang, the vehicle is badly damaged this time, and it looks like it’s covered in fluorescent paint. The interior is also stained in several places. To restore it to its original state will take at least one to two months. And since it’s a new car, accounting for depreciation, the loss will exceed 2.6 million yuan. The exact amount will require a more thorough inspection at our facility.”

After hearing this, Jiang Yun turned to the woman whose face had drained of all color. “Did you hear that? It starts at 2.6 million. You’d better contact your family and start gathering the money.”

The female officer glanced at the woman with a look of sympathy after hearing the figure. That amount was more than most people earned in a lifetime. Judging from her appearance, the woman hardly seemed to come from a wealthy family—she probably couldn’t afford it.

“How… how could this be…? Wasn’t it just 1.2 million a moment ago? How did the amount double in the blink of an eye?” the woman protested in disbelief.

Jiang Yun shrugged. “I said it started at 1.2 million, but I never guaranteed that would be the final amount.”

The woman’s expression twisted as she turned to the dealership staff. “It’s you! You’re just trying to make more money, aren’t you? You must be giving a false estimate! It’s just some paint and a few scratches—how can it possibly be so expensive?”

The staff member replied calmly, “You used fluorescent paint. Removing it is quite complicated, and that’s just the exterior. As for the interior, some parts can’t be fully cleaned—they’ll have to be replaced. You can check the price of the interior components on the official website yourself; we would never inflate the figures. Also, Mr. Jiang’s car has been off the lot for less than three days and has under a hundred kilometers on the odometer. What you did has severely impacted its resale value, so the depreciation is very high. The 2.6 million I quoted is a conservative estimate. If Mr. Jiang hires a professional lawyer, he could require you to purchase the car outright—after all, it’s a brand-new vehicle valued at 6.8 million yuan.”

The female officer gave Jiang Yun a sympathetic look as well. Everyone could see that the woman simply couldn’t pay; even if they took the matter to court, she’d at most end up blacklisted for bad debt, saddled with a huge bill. But if she couldn’t pay, what use was it? The loss would still fall on Jiang Yun’s shoulders.

It sounded unfair, but there was no other solution. The officer had seen too many such cases in her career.

“Let’s go make a statement, then follow legal procedures. What happens next is up to the law,” the officer said.

Jiang Yun spoke up. In his view, no matter what, things had to be handled according to procedure. In the end, whether he had to pay himself didn’t matter—at least the woman wouldn’t get off easy. They were all adults; everyone had to pay for their own actions. Jiang Yun would not let her go just because she was poor. Poverty was no excuse for wrongdoing!

“Come on, let’s head to the station,” the female officer added, leading Jiang Yun and the woman to the nearby police station.

After giving his statement, Jiang Yun also had the dealership contact a lawyer for him. They were professionals and would know the right people, saving him the trouble of searching himself.

As for the damaged Ferrari, it had already been taken to the shop for repairs.

Still, Jiang Yun did gain something from this ordeal: at least now he knew the female officer’s name. Perhaps because a few days had passed, she no longer seemed so hostile, and since they’d need to stay in touch about this case, she gave him her name and contact information.

Seeing a new WeChat friend on his phone, Jiang Yun raised his eyebrows. “Fang Siqi? That’s a lovely name.”

With that, he hailed a cab to go home—after all, both of his cars were now in the shop, and he had nothing to drive.

He had barely arrived home when he got a call from the dazed girl.

“Jiang Yun! You have to pay for my car!”

“What’s it got to do with me? I wasn’t the one who crashed into it!”

“I don’t care! It’s all because you jinxed me—otherwise my car wouldn’t be totaled!”

“Totaled?” Jiang Yun’s mouth fell open. He had witnessed the accident and knew her car was badly damaged, but he hadn’t realized it was that serious.

“It… it can’t be that bad, can it?” Jiang Yun said uncertainly.

On the other end of the line, the dazed girl sounded aggrieved. “It wasn’t that bad at first, but when they were towing it to the repair shop, it got into another accident. My car went flying—it’s a pile of scrap metal now!”

Jiang Yun: ……

After a long silence, Jiang Yun barely managed to hold back a laugh. “Next time, try a different brand of sports car. Ferraris just can’t take a hit.”

“Can’t take a hit, my foot! You’re a jinx to me!” the dazed girl raged.

Hearing her furious voice, Jiang Yun’s bad mood over his own car troubles instantly lifted. Although his car was damaged and he might have to pay for repairs himself, at least it wasn’t totaled!

Indeed, comparisons can bring unexpected comfort. It’s not so bad to suffer yourself, as long as someone else is worse off—then everything seems manageable.

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