After the princess dressed as a school scum, she became a heartthrob

Chapter 25
On the way, the phone in Si Jinyan's pocket suddenly rang.

He pulled over and stopped his bicycle, took out his phone from his pocket, and glanced at the caller ID on it.

Just a few numbers.

Si Jinyan searched his memory about these numbers, then raised his eyebrows with some interest, and swiped the answer button.

A deep, magnetic voice came from the receiver.

"There is a task, the difficulty level is S, and I need to go abroad, do you accept it?"

"No." Si Jinyan flatly refused.

The man on the opposite side paused for a while, as if he didn't expect her to refuse.

"Oh, that's right. I won't take any more missions for the next year, so tell Wind." Si Jinyan said again.

"Why?" The man seemed a little puzzled.

"In the second half of the third year of high school, the pressure is still quite high." Si Jinyan said slowly while pinching his phone.

She couldn't even notice the pressure in her mouth.

"." The man suddenly felt a little speechless.

He knew she was a student, but he didn't expect her to be a senior in high school!

At this time, I can't wait to grab Wind and have a "family bucket" set meal! !

After digesting it for a while, the man said a little depressed, "Got it."

After hanging up the phone, Si Jinyan continued to walk towards Si's house.

It's just that before the person arrived at the door, a minivan suddenly rushed towards him at the crossroads passing by at a red light.

boom--

boom--

boom--

After several beeps, the four cars waiting at the traffic lights at the intersection were all rampaged, hit by trucks like headless chickens.

Passers-by watched this scene dumbfounded.

After reacting, someone hurriedly took out their mobile phone and started shooting videos.

Some people also went to check the car that was hit the hardest and helped to rescue the people inside.

And the driver of the truck that crashed was not so eye-catching at this time.

Si Jinyan parked the car aside, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were a little cold, and walked slowly towards the truck.

The driver in the car fell on the airbag, and she didn't even need to get close, she knew that there was something wrong with the brakes of this car.

After opening the car door, a pungent smell of alcohol came out.

Si Jinyan frowned, and then carefully observed the situation in the carriage.

There are only two seats at the front of the van.

The man in the driver's seat has passed out.

In the co-pilot's seat, there is only a bottle of Erguotou poured on the chair above it.

There is only one bottom of wine left in it, less than two taels.

But the bottle cap was not closed tightly, and a lot of the wine inside leaked out, and all of it seeped into the seat.

Si Jinyan glanced at a small ornament placed on the front of the car.

The ornament is a small moving photo frame, which contains a color photo.

Three people in total.

One of them was a truck driver, and the other was a pretty good-looking woman, not very old, in her thirties; beside her was a little boy of about five years old.

The boy looks a little strange.

Hair, eyelashes, eyebrows, all white.

And the skin color is not normal.

After Si Jinyan finished reading, he casually lifted the driver out of the car and put it on the ground beside him.

"Little girl, why are you saving him! The smell of alcohol in the car and on him is so heavy, it looks like a drunk driving, maybe it's still a drunk driving, it's better to die as soon as possible, so as not to come out and harm others!" A crowd pointed out Cursed at the truck driver lying on the ground.

"That's right! There are so many traffic accidents now because these people don't obey the traffic rules! You say you don't want to live anymore, why do you drag others into the water? Someone passing by provoked you, and the car was hit for no reason. Say, the person is still injured!" After speaking, he spat at the driver.

Everyone seemed to hate drunk driving, and they didn't seem to sympathize with the man who drove the truck.

Hearing this, Si Jinyan said with a faint smile on his lips, "If you don't save them, isn't the innocent victim very pitiful?"

After Si Jinyan finished speaking, he pushed his bicycle and left.

A few passers-by who stood aside and were still aggrieved heard the words, and after second thoughts, they felt that what the female student said was also true.

If the driver is dead, then he is done, but what about the people who were hit?
Who to talk to?
So the driver can't die, not only can't die, he has to live well, so that he can repay the debt he owes.

Si Jinyan, who was pushing his bicycle and wanted to leave quietly, was a little surprised when he saw the person blocking his way.

Then I remembered that this person was in the same neighborhood as me, and it was not surprising that he walked the same road.

It's just that his current mood seems to be a bit wrong.

"Student Yan Shaochen, is there something wrong?"

Yan Shaochen twitched his eyebrows, didn't speak, just stared at her with a sullen face.

Si Jinyan was not interested in dealing with this little boy who was always uncertain, his smiling face was slightly stained with impatience, and he planned to bypass Yan Shaochen and leave.

She thought she would be stopped again, but Yan Shaochen let her go.

But he followed behind her.

Si Jinyan only glanced at him, and treated him as if he didn't exist. He didn't get on the bicycle, but pushed forward slowly, but what he saw just now came to his mind.

There's always something weird about it.

How could a man who would put pictures of his family in his car so disrespectful of his own life and dare to drink while driving?
What's more, the driver of the truck has a license plate from another province, but there is no cargo in the truck.

The fuel tank shown on the fuel gauge has only about one-tenth of the fuel left, which is not normal.

Generally, when the fuel gauge is close to one-fifth, drivers will go to the gas station to fill up the fuel tank.

But the truck driver did not.

One-tenth of the oil won't go far.

Besides, he is a car from another province.

This is a bustling street in the center of the city, and there are no gas stations at all.

If you want to refuel, you have to go to the Sinopec two kilometers away.

But the direction of the driver's driving was not towards the gas station.

Si Jinyan recalled the look in the driver's eyes when she was rushing towards the truck.

There was a slight turmoil in my heart.

There was no fluctuation on the surface.

Yan Shaochen, who was walking beside her, had the scent of mint wafting slightly from the tip of his nose, which slowly calmed down his irritable mood before.

The expression on his face was no longer as terrifying as before.

The phone in the pocket of his trousers vibrated, and when he took it out, he saw the message that Lu Xiaoran sent over in a hurry, and he replied in a mood: 【It's okay. 】

Although it was only two words, Lu Xiaoran heaved a long sigh of relief when he saw the news.

Their car was behind in line, but it was rubbed for a while, and the damage was not serious, but they couldn't leave casually.

We have to wait for the traffic police to come over.

"Student Si Jinyan has a good mental quality." After Yan Shaochen's mood eased, he curled his lips and said slowly.

Looking at Si Jinyan, there was another hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Well, it's okay." Si Jinyan did not nod politely and modestly.

It's just that the words are a little absent-minded.

"Heh." Yan Shaochen sneered, full of sarcasm.

Si Jinyan has always been quite tolerant of men, so he was not angry, nor did he care about him as much. Seeing that he had arrived at the gate of the community, he said goodbye to Yan Shaoying directly, and then walked to the Si family's villa.

(End of this chapter)