"Hey, your car is insured, but mine isn't! You hit my car, so pay up!"
The owner of the Xiali behind them came over and demanded that Jiang Siming compensate him for hitting his car.
He had nearly hit someone, and Jiang Siming had saved them—in a way, he had saved the driver's life too.
Otherwise, the man would have killed two people. Even if he hadn't violated any traffic laws and didn't bear criminal liability, he would still have civil liability.
Civil liability meant compensation. With the Xiali he drove, making him pay compensation was practically the same as taking his life.
Yet instead of being grateful, the man had the nerve to demand compensation from Jiang Siming.
He was clearly trying to extort money after seeing that Jiang Siming was driving a luxury car.
Before Jiang Siming could say anything, however, the girl stepped forward.
"Sir, your car was the one that nearly hit someone. This gentleman crashed into your car to save that child. If he hadn't done that, you would have been responsible for two deaths."
The girl spoke clearly, her tone and voice perfectly calm, yet carrying an indisputable authority.
The sudden shift in her presence made the man instinctively shrink back.
"So what? The child ran into the road. I'm not responsible for that," the man argued.
The girl calmly responded again, "Sir, let me first explain the relevant traffic laws. The child was more than fifty meters away from you just now, yet you didn't even hit the brakes. That means there was a problem with your driving. Either you were distracted, fatigued, or driving under the influence."
"Whichever of those three it was, you would bear primary responsibility. And while it may not constitute criminal liability, you can't escape civil liability either.