Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 542: Deliberately Causing a Car Accident to Claim Compensation (4)_1

Chapter 542: Chapter 542: Deliberately Causing a Car Accident to Claim Compensation (4)_1

However, as Meng Chunyan occasionally lifted the carriage curtain to look outside, she did not see the situation she had anticipated. It seemed like no one from the other carriage had come out to check. The only reaction was from the coachman of the other vehicle, who glanced over in surprise, but upon seeing her own carriage, he said nothing, seemingly disdainful.

Meng Chunyan was annoyed. What was there to feign?

"Crash into him!"

Enraged and humiliated, Meng Chunyan shouted loudly at the coachman.

The coachman was instantly bathed in cold sweat. Had his young miss gone mad? Didn’t she realize their own carriage was already falling apart, and yet she still told him to ram into another’s?

No, no, she might have a death wish, but he certainly did not want to follow her to the grave.

The maid also sensed the danger and timidly began to speak in an attempt to persuade her, but before she could even start, Meng Chunyan glared at her and roared, "Are you deaf or something? I said crash into him! I want to see whose carriage is the strongest!"

Alas, of course, theirs wasn’t. The coachman felt like crying. To have such a foolish miss was his misfortune of eight lifetimes.

However, this coachman wasn’t stupid; he dared not actually follow Meng Chunyan’s command to crash into the other vehicle, but while driving on, he quietly edged closer. With the street being so narrow, the two carriages came even closer, and a collision was inevitable.

Bang!

Meng Chunyan’s carriage jolted violently, causing her to sway from side to side. Her forehead struck the compartment, bringing tears to her eyes from the pain.

The coachman quietly exhaled a breath of relief. There was the crash, miss, are you satisfied now?

Just as he relaxed, he heard Meng Chunyan cry out from inside, grunting, "Crash again! Push his carriage aside. I, the young miss, want to go first."

Without such intentions before, Meng Chunyan, having just hit her head, no longer cared about anything else. All she could think about was winning and flaunting her victory in front of Jin Lingling.

With no choice left, the coachman wanted to quietly communicate with the coachman of the other vehicle, but that coachman seemed to be more skilled than him, an experienced coachman of many years. Despite his young age, he handled the carriage with ease. While his side was bumping so hard it was barely manageable, the other side just swayed slightly, as if it had merely driven into a small hole.

The coachman swallowed dryly, realizing the other was no ordinary person and wanting to back out. But Meng Chunyan’s persistent cries urged him on, and he closed his eyes, steeling himself to charge forward.

The coachman of the other carriage was not to be trifled with; he had anticipated the move and closed in first when Meng Chunyan’s carriage came for the second time. With a clang, the shafts collided, making a grating, ear-piercing noise and even sparking flames.

How could Princess Anle’s carriage be one that commoners could dare collide with? Meng Chunyan’s carriage was undoubtedly like an egg striking a rock!

Ah!

Bang!

Accompanied by screams and urgent cries from the coachman, Meng Chunyan’s carriage was hit by the other, causing the wheel that was struck to fly off completely and roll away bumpily to the side.

Her carriage immediately lost balance, tilting, and Meng Chunyan, gripping the handlebars, screamed in terror, fearing she would be thrown out. The maid was already crying softly in fear.

The coachman was somewhat better off, thanks to his many years of experience. While reining the horses and maintaining balance, he managed to bring the startled carriage to a halt relatively quickly. Fortunately, they were now in an open area with no vendors around; otherwise, someone would undoubtedly have been injured.