The old lady walked up to Lawrence Winters, took a careful look at her, and then turned back to look at the tall, sturdy man, saying, "...Is it her?"
The man looked uncomfortable all over, but still nodded and said softly, "It's her."
What's going on?
Is there a need to scout?
Lawrence Winters was scared and stepped back again.
The old lady turned around, saw Lawrence Winters' expression, and quickly smiled, speaking softly, "Are you Miss Winters? I'm Big Zhuang's grandmother. I'm very sorry, our Big Zhuang's truck hit your car. We should compensate you, but we have no money, and Big Zhuang's insurance wasn't bought..."
Lawrence Winters understood and instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as they're not here to cause trouble, she's relieved.
Lawrence Winters laughed, saying, "Don't worry, haven't I already told them not to compensate? But still..."
She glanced at Big Zhuang, the truck driver.
