Bei Jiajia shifted to the side and didn't argue with him.
After all, it was a Rolls-Royce. Who knew what kind of background its owner had?
She had caused the trouble first. If she dragged Zhang Yang into some further mess, it would be hard to clean up.
The man called Young Master Lin gave the departing Bei Jiajia a long look, then took out his phone and made several calls in succession. The last call had just connected.
"Dad, here's what happened..."
Bei Jiajia pricked up her ears. Seeing this, she couldn't help muttering to herself.
"So it wasn't even his own car—it belonged to his dad. What's he acting all high and mighty for?"
Just then, her phone rang.
It was Bei Wei calling.
"Where are you?"
"I see you guys. Up ahead—come a little farther." Bei Jiajia stood on tiptoe and looked around before waving her arms toward the distance.
In the distance, Zhang Yang's Cullinan finally arrived at a leisurely pace.
"Brother-in-law!" Seeing her savior, Bei Jiajia immediately jogged over to greet him.
By then, Young Master Lin had finally finished his call and looked up. He also glanced at the Cullinan slowly pulling to a stop, his brows lifting in surprise.
"A Cullinan, huh? No wonder he's so confident."
Beside the Cullinan, Zhang Yang got out, and Bei Jiajia immediately wrapped herself around his arm.
"Brother-in-law, you finally made it."
"What's going on? It's just dealing with an accident. Why are you making it sound like a fight?" Zhang Yang looked at Bei Jiajia clutching his arm and chuckled.
There was no need to scold her.
Bei Wei naturally knew who was right and wrong. Bei Wei could say whatever needed to be said.
"That guy over there keeps saying I delayed his business and