Sweet Beauty

Chapter 269 - Who Touched The Car

Han Yuanjun gently patted Liang Zixuan on the back and turned to Fan Zipei. His eyes were cold and gloomy. "What really happened?"

Fan Zipei, who was standing on the side, was also confused. "I don't know. I even drove this car yesterday. The car was fine. Why did the brakes suddenly stop working today? What's even stranger is that the gas tank had a leak."

"Yesterday?" Han Yuanjun's long, narrow eyes narrowed. "Where were you yesterday?"

"I ..."

As drivers, although they were part of the company, but when something happened to their family, they would always go back in the company car, which was more convenient than hailing a taxi.

This was nothing. There were also a lot of people who used their break to drive the company cars out to play, and it was a common occurrence.

However, Fan Zipei had never gone anywhere, he would only use the car occasionally when his family had matters to attend to.

Seeing Fan Zipei's awkward look, Yao Xiu's face turned sullen and he said coldly, "The President isn't trying to pursue the matter of you using the car for your own benefit, he just wants to know who else touched this car before the accident!"

Yao Xiu paused for a moment, looked at Han Yuanjun respectfully, and continued, "After I received the call, I sent someone to check the car at the accident scene."

"What?" Fan Zipei looked at him in shock and couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Since it was Liang Zixuan's car, no one in the company had a car key except him.

That's to say, apart from him, no one could do anything to this car.

Moreover, everyone in the Han Group knew about the relationship between Liang Zixuan and Han Yuanjun. No one would be so stupid as to tamper with her car in a company parking lot full of cameras.

Zeng Zhelan watched as Fan Zipei fell into a daze. She stomped her foot anxiously. "Say something, what are you doing?"

"It's not me!" Fan Zipei subconsciously tried to defend himself. "It's really not me. Zixuan and I have been working together for a year now, and I have always had a good relationship with her. Besides, she's also very good to me. I won't do that to her."

Han Yuanjun frowned. "Of course I know it's not you! No matter how stupid you are, you wouldn't be so stupid as to tamper with the car. After all, you are driving it yourself."

Han Yuanjun felt his woman tremble a little because of his harsh voice. He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and tried his best to say calmly, "Fan Zipei, I want to ask you. Who did you meet yesterday? Who else besides you touched this car?"

Only then did Fan Zipei understand. The moment he thought that someone was purposely framing him, his legs went soft, and he fell onto the sofa, trembling as he remembered.

"Yesterday, my aunt came with her family. Since there were so many people, I drove the car to pick them up and take them home. The car was fine the whole way. Then I took them out for a meal, and the car was in fine condition too. After eating, I sent them back home, and just as I was about to drive back to the company, I saw my high school classmate Yu Yongnian. I hadn't seen him for a long time, so I went out with him."

Fan Zipei suddenly raised his head. His pitch-black eyes were bloodshot, as if he couldn't believe it, but he couldn't help but look at Han Yuanjun with a complicated gaze.

"I drank a lot and was a little drunk. He said that he wanted to ask someone to drive the car back to the company since I was so drunk that I couldn't drive. I did not think of anything and gave him the key. Could this be his doing?"

Han Yuanjun hugged Liang Zixuan tightly and kissed her hair. Seeing her pale face and the wound on her forehead, Han Yuanjun was furious.

From the way the car's brakes failed, one could tell that someone was trying to hurt her.

Fan Zipei and Zeng Zhelan were both small characters. Even if they had conflicts with someone, these people would not go to such lengths to do something like this.

Only Liang Zixuan!

She had always been a big shot. Besides, she had really offended a lot of people, and most of them were a bunch of fools who were always seeking trouble with her. This confirmed Han Yuanjun's theory.

Han Yuanjun didn't say anything, but his silence exerted strong pressure on those people in the room.

A moment later, Yao Xiu asked Fan Zipei, ''What kind of person is Yu Yongnian? What was your relationship with him before?"

"Yu Yongnian?" Fan Zipei thought for a moment and said, "He did not have good grades in school, and neither did I. But after I graduated, I took the driving test and learned how to drive. He had no skills, so he couldn't do anything. It was like he's a delinquent, a hoodlum. I had a good relationship with him in high school, but after graduation, we didn't have much interaction."

Yao Xiu knew Fan Zipei's character and about him very well. If he did not investigate carefully, he would not dare to let him be Liang Zixuan's driver.

It was because he felt that Fan Zipei was reliable and that although his study was not high, he had a calm personality, which was why he remained a highly valued employee.

Yao Xiu nodded. "I now have a rough idea that the problem must lie with this Yu Yongnian. Since he is a delinquent, it is easy for us to deal with him. As long as someone offers him money, he will do anything. I'll find someone to deal with him and get him to tell us who the real culprit is!"

Fan Zipei anxiously stood up and walked over to stop Yao Xiu. "Special Assistant Yao, do you need my help with anything?"

At this moment, Fan Zipei's phone suddenly rang. He took out his phone and saw that it was from Yu Yongnian. His hand suddenly trembled and the phone almost fell out of his hand.

Han Yuanjun saw the fear expression on his face and guessed who it was. He coldly said, ''Yao Xiu, you received the call. Once the call is connected, tell him that Fan Zipei had a car accident and is now in the emergency room, and it's unknown if he's dead or alive."

Yao Xiu nodded, took the phone from Fan Zipei, and put it beside his ear. "Hello."

The voice sounded guilty. "Zipei, what are you doing right now?"

Yao Xiu deliberately said in a serious voice, "I'm not Fan Zipei, I'm a police officer."

"P-police?" The man on the line jumped in shock and tried his best to remain calm. "F-Fan Zipei, what's wrong with him? What did he do?"

"He just had a car accident and is now in the emergency room. It's unknown whether he's dead or alive."

The other party sighed in relief, thanked Yao Xiu, and hung up the phone.