"Good" song city nodded.
After a meal, she still said "thank you Meng Hao"
Watching Meng Hao pick up the car and leave the whole Song Dynasty, considering that the path to install the market may still be muddy, he chose to walk to the front desk and take the bus.
She arrived at the class shop around noon.
Just entering the Song Dynasty, the whole sight was attracted by the big bouquet of roses at the checkout counter.
Yesterday, the salesman in the store found a big glass bottle and inserted all 56 roses into it.
Song Qingcheng stood in front of the cashier counter and looked at the roses that were open to tea.
Seeing the salesmen going to have breakfast, she picked up the glass bottle and walked to the door of the store.
Change the water for those roses once.
The walls of the shop are white, including those hangers, which are all plain ivory, and the cashier counter is full of red roses. When Song Qingcheng walks around the glass bottle shop, the touch of red is particularly eye-catching, which is visually stunning.
Xue Min came in and saw her fiddling with those roses. "You really don’t care about these flowers yesterday."
"It’s good to put it here to purify the air and increase the visual enjoyment."
Song Qingcheng said
Xue Min didn’t reveal her duplicity. She went to the counter and suddenly asked, "Is Yu Tingchuan coming to Yu Rao?"
Song city looked up and happened to look at her.
"It doesn’t mean divination." Xue Minju started to explain first. "Yesterday evening, I found that my keys had been left in the shop and I came back to get them. I saw that you were stuffed into the car by a man, including backing away from the back. It felt domineering in one go, but the other party must be a rich financier before this kind of trip fascinates people."
Song city hearing this?
Xue Min leaned in. "Did Yu Tingchuan really come to Yu Rao to find you?"
"You don’t know how Heng Yuan Yu Rao asked me about all the trends." Song Qingcheng said as he opened his notes and began to calculate the accounts he remembered yesterday.
"I know that’s what my uncle told me."
Xue Min thought of something in his heart, saying, "There’s one thing you’d never expect Tongzi Lane, including those nearby places, to take over the business, which is Hengyuan."
Song Qingcheng wrote a Xue Min chair and continued, "Well, there are some things that have their own destiny, and I have seen several lessons. Once a little girl like you has followed such a successful man, she will definitely find a bad object. In the end, she will have to return to him."
At this time, there was a loud noise from far outside.
Xue Min stopped and was obviously scared. The collision seemed to cut through the sky.
"… what’s the matter?" Xue Min hurriedly get up.
The whole song dynasty followed and walked to the door. Many stores came out one after another and didn’t know what had happened.
Not long after, two salesmen in the store came back with no color in their faces. Xue Min and Song Qingcheng quickly told what they had seen and heard. "There was an accident at the fork in the road ahead, and a red Ferrari was driving in the opposite direction very fast and directly hit another black Cayenne. The front of the Cayenne car was dented!"
Song Qingcheng heard the word "black cayenne" and her heart suddenly accelerated. She had a bad feeling that she hurriedly pulled a salesman "What is the cayenne license plate number?"
"I won’t pay attention to this. I think the license plate was also hit and deformed."
The salesman sighed, "I was driving alone in the Cayenne car, a middle-aged man with a straight suit. I didn’t expect this kind of misfortune."
Another salesman followed up and described, "When we came back, we were still lying on the steering wheel bloody, and the situation was not very good. Passers-by did not dare to move casually, waiting for the traffic police and ambulance to come."
Song Qingcheng held the salesman’s arm, and the fingertips were slightly cool. She felt that her ears were buzzing and she could no longer care about it. Let go of the salesman and immediately ran towards the market gate.
There is unprecedented excitement outside the market, and people are constantly gathering.
Song Qingcheng’s limbs were weak and still insisted on the fork in the road. The traffic police had arrived at the scene where the black cayenne was blocked. She wanted to get close but was stopped by the eagle-eyed traffic police. "We can’t go there now. We have colleagues to investigate the scene."
"What’s the license plate of that Cayenne?" Song Qingcheng tried to stay calm.
The traffic police was surprised to see her pale face and immediately said, "The license plate was broken and half of it was missing. At present, it is known that Yu Rao is a black cayenne suv."
Next to the crowd to talk, "I don’t think it’s good. The steering wheel has been embedded in the chest. It’s a pity that when I was carried out, I saw that he was wearing a watch for at least 200,000 yuan."
"It’s not that I don’t look old …"
Song Qingcheng backhand pulls the traffic police and asks, "Where is the injured person?"
"Has been sent to the hospital"
Song Qingcheng looked at the car with a bloody Cayenne nose and a sore eye, and it was also hot and uncomfortable to feel that the whole person was like being cut out. She immediately took out her mobile phone and dialed the heart number, but no one answered her and called Yujing again. This time it was the state of the machine.
At that time, the whole city of Song Meng had a large white brain there.
I don’t know how long it has been since Xue Min appeared next to her, but she couldn’t listen to Xue Min and tears kept coming out.
Xue Min was shocked and quickly wiped her hand. "Okay, what are you crying about?"
-digression–
At nine o’clock in the morning, everyone will brush the second watch o(∩_∩)o~
I want to finish this plot, but I am afraid that everyone will wait too late, and the code will continue after the first half.
☆, Chapter 177 His gentle tone is reassuring (2 more)
"He said that when I called him, I never called."
Song said the whole tears like a broken line kept falling "I really want to play but I don’t know how to tell him …"
Xue Min heard in the fog, "What’s going on in the end?"
On the contrary, there were onlookers who kindly woke up. "It seems that the owner of the Cayenne was her family."
Xue Min can say it’s impossible, but then he thinks of something and turns to look at Song Qingcheng to see her. Where can he ask "Is it really Yu Tingchuan?"
Song Qingcheng said, "This is the car he drives."
Maybe this is the so-called chaotic mind.