Man's actions can bring about his own ruin, as is the case with old Su.
He didn't bother to intervene anymore; it wasn't his car anyway. Crashed or not, so be it.
Fortunately, the narrative didn't hint that Su He would face a major accident this time, at least not hitting anyone, at most a minor scrape, nothing serious.
His dad's car was insured, fully insured in fact, so if it got damaged the insurance would cover it. However, old Su would still feel heartache for a while.
The car was bought less than half a year ago, still considered new. Old Su cherished it dearly, besides himself, only his son had driven it twice.
Both were skilled drivers, never experienced a scrape; now it was Little Cotton Jacket's turn, wondering if the Accord could withstand this.
Meanwhile, the police were actively investigating, broadening the search area, and finally found a bloodstain in a semi-abandoned orchard.
