On the day of the blind date, I got my certificate from the paranoid richest man.

Chapter 135
Jiang Yingchun just took the ashtray and kept hitting Lin Bohong. She didn't stop until she knocked Lin Bohong unconscious.

Lin Bohong's forehead had been smashed, and his face was bleeding. At first glance, he looked very scary.

Jiang Yingchun's face turned pale. She had always been a good girl since she was a child and had never fought with anyone, so she was frightened. She even mistakenly thought that she had killed Lin Bohong.

Excessively frightened, Jiang Yingchun threw down the ashtray, then picked up An An, who was still crying, and ran out in panic.

Although she won the domestic violence this time, she was very scared. She was afraid that if Lin Bohong died like this, she would become a murderer. She was also afraid that Lin Bohong would not die. If he did not die, then he would definitely wake up. Kill her.

Jiang Yingchun was too scared to stay at home anymore, so she hugged An An and ran out. She didn't know where she was going. She only knew that she couldn't go home.

That home suffocated her and she couldn't stay any longer.

The panicked Jiang Yingchun hugged An An and ran all the way. However, when passing by a certain street intersection, a car suddenly drove over from the opposite direction and hit Jiang Yingchun!

"Fuck! You don't have fucking eyes!" the driver cursed: "It's a red light now! Red light! Why are you crossing the road on a red light!"

"Xiao Li, pay attention to your words." A cold but dignified voice sounded from the back seat of the car.

The driver immediately shut up and stopped spitting sweet things: "Sorry, Mr. Qin, I forgot that the young master is still in the car."

At the other end of the back seat of the car, sat a little boy of about four or five years old. He was Qin Moran, the young master of the Qin family.

The cold man who spoke just now is Qin Moran's father and the current president of Qin Group, Qin Zhongyue.

"Uncle Li, what happened?" Qin Moran asked curiously: "Did you hit someone?"

"We did hit someone." The driver sighed: "But it's not our responsibility. It was this woman who didn't care about life and death. She ran a red light and crossed the road. Even if she hit her, it's still her fault."

Hearing this, Qin Muran stood up from his seat, then stretched his head to the front row to see who he had bumped into.

Children are very curious and want to look out even if there is a car accident.

Then, Qin Muran saw through the windshield, a thin and little girl sitting in the middle of the road. The little girl's mother fell to the ground and seemed to have passed out. The little girl was crying and pushing her with her hands. Her mother, but her mother was motionless and completely unresponsive. "Dad, that sister is so pitiful." Qin Moran said, "Let's help them."

Qin Zhongyue frowned. He was a cold-blooded person and he didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

Although the woman was knocked unconscious by his driver, the driver was not at fault. It was the woman who did not obey traffic rules and had to cross the road at a red light.

Then you deserve to be hit.

Why should he waste his time worrying about her?
If there were only Qin Zhongyue and the driver in the car, Qin Zhongyue would definitely ignore Jiang Yingchun. He would directly tell the driver to drive away without even looking at Jiang Yingchun.

But now, there is his four-year-old son in the car.

Parents will want to behave noble in front of their children, and Qin Zhongyue is the same. He doesn't want his son to think that he is too cold-blooded.

So even though he was very reluctant, Qin Zhongyue still told the driver: "Go over and carry that woman into the car and take her to the hospital."

"Yes!" The driver responded respectfully, then quickly got out of the car and hugged Jiang Yingchun.

Because Jiang Yingchun was very dirty, covered in mud and blood, the driver put Jiang Yingchun in the passenger seat to prevent the dirty Jiang Yingchun from staining their boss Qin's eyes.

Little An'an also got into the car, with crystal tears still hanging on her face, and her little hands were holding Jiang Yingchun's hand tightly.

"Mom... wake up..." An An wiped her tears: "... An An... I'm so scared..."

"Don't be afraid, my father will send your mother to the hospital." Qin Muran poked his head from behind again. He comforted An An and said, "When we get to the hospital, the doctor will treat your mother. Your mother is very patient." He will recover soon."

An An still kept wiping her tears with her little hands, not daring to cry or speak.

Seeing this, Qin Muran scratched his head. He thought for a moment, then took out a piece of chocolate candy from his pocket and handed it to little An'an: "Stop crying, now, I'll treat you to some candy."

(End of this chapter)