His Long Love

When Ji Wanzhou responds and turns to the right, the dazzling white lights flash over.

"Bang!" A big truck hit the Red Limited Edition Rolls Royce, the huge impact force makes the truck continue to push the Rolls Royce forward.

After driving out for about ten meters, the driver of the truck just reflected that he had hit the car, and the wine woke up at once, and then he stepped on the brake in a hurry.

The truck finally stopped. The driver opened the door and jumped out of the car.

I don't know if I drink too much leg soft, or be scared to leg soft, one unstable, fell to the ground.

Then he quickly got up and walked towards the red Rolls Royce. But when he saw the logo, the driver was afraid

He could not afford to pay for the car all his life, not to mention whether the people in it were dead or alive.

"You Are you still alive? " The driver asked in a trembling voice, the cold sweat on his forehead was scared.

Ji Wanzhou was lying on the driver's seat full of blood, without any response.

The driver didn't respond to Ji Wanzhou and didn't dare to try. So he turned his head and looked around.

It's a bit remote here, and it's so late that there's no one on the road.

So the driver quickly folded back, jumped into the driver's seat of the truck, started the engine, fell backward, and then made a bend, stepped on the accelerator and ran.

In the base, Meng Qingge blows her hair. I don't know what happened. The wire of the hair dryer shakes to the cup she put on the bedside table. The cup falls on the tile floor, making a crisp sound, and then it breaks.

Meng Qingge slightly twisted eyebrows, and then the hair dryer, put on the bed, squat down, the body subconsciously went to pick up the glass pieces on the ground.

However, as soon as his hand was stretched out, a sharp tingling sensation came from his fingertips. Meng Qingge immediately took back his hand. At a glance, a big drop of blood appeared on the fingertip of his right index finger.

Meng Qingge suddenly felt in the heart is very flustered, do not know how to return a responsibility, is flustered, very afraid, but afraid of what, she did not know, could not say the reason of panic.

as like as two peas in the past, the same feeling as before, when the mother was kidnapped, it was just like that, but it was real, and depressed, and depressed.

Subconsciously, Meng Qingge got up with the mobile phone on the head cabinet and called Ji Wanzhou in the past.

But no one answered.

Season evening boat rarely has so long, but also did not answer her phone, Meng Qingge's heart more flustered.

I called again until a mechanical voice came from the phone, "sorry..."

Meng Qingge immediately hung up and played again. A layer of water mist appeared in her eyes, but she didn't notice at all, "pick up Ji Wanzhou Answer the phone... "

At this moment, in the Rolls Royce car, the mobile phone screen at the foot of Ji Wanzhou is flashing, indicating that there is a phone call coming in. The remark is: wife.

But the mobile phone rings again and again, and Ji Wanzhou still has no response.

Meng Qingge listened to the mechanical female voice again, continued to hang up and played a third time, or no one answered.

Intuition told her that Ji Wanzhou had an accident. I don't know why she had this intuition, but her panic at the moment is real.

So Meng Qingge quickly called Xiao Zhang.

Small Zhang a see is Meng Qingge call, immediately connect, "boss Niang."

Meng Qingge's anxious and nervous voice immediately came out of the handset, "where's the season boat?"

Xiao Zhang frowned and looked at the time, "the boss just drove out ten minutes ago. What's the matter, Madame?"

"I called him three times and I couldn't get through." Meng Qingge's tone was trembling. She didn't know whether it was because she was nervous or because she was afraid, but she didn't notice, "do you know where he went? You go to see if he's OK, I feel It's not good. "