Mrs. Jiang is arrogant

Chapter 893 Catch up!
The wind was blowing on her face like a knife, Muyan's heart was completely occupied by fear, she only waited for death to come.

There was a loud "bang", and for a moment, the world seemed to be quiet.

Is she dead?To heaven or hell.

The whole body is wrapped in a chill, is this the feeling of death?
It seems...it doesn't seem to hurt that much.

Then, there was another sound of a car, and then there were voices one after another, all in Italian, which she couldn't understand, men and women, old and young, all noisy.

"Miss, are you okay?" A clear male voice came from the side.

Muyan slowly opened her eyes, saw the shadow on the ground, felt the temperature of the sun for an instant, heard the sound of the wind blowing slowly by her ears, and the salty smell rushed into her breath, as if she was still in this world.

She turned her head and saw a blond young man squatting beside her, looking at his face, delicate and delicate, with fair skin, like a mixed race.

"I'm fine." Muyan nodded slightly, and only then remembered that when he asked this question just now, he used Chinese.

She exclaimed, "Your Chinese is really good."

"I am of Chinese descent, and my father has been Chinese for more than one generation." The young man explained.

Muyan nodded, turned her head to look around, saw a car parked in the middle of the road, the front of the car was smashed, and the car that hit her just now was gone.

There were quite a few people around, speaking something she couldn't understand.

She put her hands on the ground and was about to stand up, only then did she notice that her knee was bruised and hurt.

The person next to her noticed that her movements were stiff and helped her up.

After she thanked her, she asked, "Excuse me, what happened just now?"

"Just now I saw a car rushing towards you, so I drove over to stop it. No, the head of the car was smashed, and the man let him run away, but don't worry, I have memorized the license plate number, I will go later Report to the police station, now I will take you to the hospital." The young man said.

Muyan gratefully said: "Thank you."

She turned her head and looked around, but the grandmother who was beside her just now was gone.

"Did you see that grandma just now?"

"Grandma?" The young man looked at her suspiciously, "No."

No?Muyan's expression changed slightly, she looked around, there were too many people around, she couldn't find anyone at all.

Could it be that he took advantage of the chaos and ran away first?

She wouldn't blame an old man for running away. Life and death are at stake, and everyone wants to save their lives.

"Muyan, are you alright?" Wang Lingjia's anxious voice came from behind.

Muyan turned around and saw her and Sister Wen running this way, looking anxious.

She smiled at them, indicating to them that she was fine.

"Muyan? Your name is Muyan?" A surprised voice came from the man next to him.

Muyan looked at him and said, "Yes, my name is Muyan, what's your name?"

"My name is Jordan, and my Chinese name is Kong Yanzhi."

Muyan smiled slightly, "So you are a descendant of Confucius, your name matches your surname quite well."

Jordon spread his hands and looked helpless, "I can't help it. Although my family lives abroad, I still have my own Chinese blood in my bones, and I am proud to be a descendant of the Kong family."

Muyan smiled, and was about to say something, when Sister Wen and Wang Lingjia who were rushed over pulled her over to ask about the situation.

Jordon stared at Muyan's face, seemed to think of something, smiled knowingly, and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Fortunately, we caught up!

(End of this chapter)