Dog food from heaven: Mr. Song please keep a low profile when sprinkling sugar

Even though Qiao Wan and Song Yanshu went back early, the last thing Qiao Wan wanted to happen happened.

It's just a little bit different from what she imagined.

She and Song Yanshu's car was originally parked in front of the restaurant, but someone who killed thousands of dollars blew up the tires. Now the car must not be able to drive, and Song Yanshu can't accept taxis.

Even if it is acceptable, the probability of getting a taxi at this point is very small.

"Brother Yan Shu, Secretary Qiao, what's the matter with you?" Xue Zhenzhen's artificial voice came from behind, a little dazed: "Why don't you just get in the car and go back?"

Neither Qiao Wan nor Song Yanshu spoke.

Obviously, there is no one who has the motive to puncture their tires in this place except Xue Zhenzhen behind him.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be such a coincidence that they came out so early, and Xue Zhenzhen and the others also came out, but they had been secretly watching them follow them out.

"Ah, why are the tires of your car so flat? Did something puncture it on the way here?" Xue Zhenzhen noticed the tires and exclaimed: "Wouldn't it be inconvenient for you to go home? Why don't you sit with us?" car back?"

Qiao Wan smiled in her heart.

Really put on airs.

The man casually put his arm around Xue Zhenzhen's shoulder, put the other hand on the phone in his pocket, and touched the back cover of the phone lightly.

"No need, we're not full yet, so we didn't think about going back, just came to get something in the car, if you want to go back, go back first, I will ask the driver to pick us up." Song Yanshu directly refused, and took Following Qiao Wan, she turned and went back to the restaurant.

Xue Zhenzhen's expression was as ugly as eating shit, which made Qiao Wan feel much more at ease.

They are all women, and if they are too delicate and contrived, they will feel uncomfortable, especially Qiao Wan has seen Xue Zhenzhen's real face countless times before.

Xue Zhenzhen has been slapped in the face many times, his complexion is as ever-changing as his palette, his fists are clenched tightly, and his nails are almost embedded in his flesh.

The man found that Xue Zhenzhen took Xue Zhenzhen's hand up, and motioned Xue Zhenzhen to let go of his fist, so as not to hurt himself.

Xue Zhenzhen gritted his teeth and finally did not continue to struggle with his body, and at the same time, he had a little more affection for this man in his heart.

Women always hope that men will be gentle and considerate to them.

In the restaurant, Song Yanshu took Qiao Wan to open a new private room, and re-ordered food for dinner. Anyway, the traffic jam is serious at this point, and the driver can't come here so fast, it's better to go back after eating completely.

"Have you calmed down?" Song Yanshu sat beside Qiao Wan.

Qiao Wan curled her lips: "Do you think it's useful to give me a slap and a piece of candy? You had to meddle in that nosy business just now. Xue Zhenzhen had already thought too much, otherwise why would he do so many things and keep coming to us..."

"Yes, I was wrong, I shouldn't meddle in that business, okay?"

"It's not enough to be angry if you don't eat well, right? How can you be healthy if you eat so little? How can you give me another baby if your health is not good?"

Qiao Wan was drinking water and sprayed the table again.

"Can you stop saying this when I'm drinking water!"

Song Yanshu shrugged innocently: "Why didn't you say that I shouldn't just drink water when I'm talking to you?"

Qiao Wan glanced over coldly, but Song Yanshu fell silent.

After the meal, Song Yanshu's driver drove to the entrance of the restaurant. Qiao Wan and Song Yanshu took the same car back together.

Song Yanshu couldn't live in her house since yesterday, and today he asked Song Yanshu to go back with some things he usually needed.

The car was driving on the road and suddenly encountered a traffic jam.

It stands to reason that this point should not be so congested anymore, and there is no traffic jam here on weekdays.

Qiao Wan got out of the car curiously and walked forward for a short distance. She glanced at the intersection ahead and found that there were ambulances and police cars parked in front of her. Maybe there was a car accident.

Based on the fact that the car accident or not has nothing to do with her, and she is not interested in watching the excitement, Qiao Wan is going back to the car.

At this moment, two people who also got off the car happened to pass by Qiao Wan, talking in a low voice.

"Have you heard? I heard that the car in front of the accident belonged to the Song family!" said the woman in white.

Another woman in black asked in surprise: "I'm going, how do you know this news, didn't it just happen! It hasn't been broadcast on the news yet!"

"Hey, it doesn't matter, my friend's car is right in front, he will hear it next time!" The woman in white replied.

"I'll go, what's the situation ahead now? Is it serious? How long will the traffic jam be?"

The woman in black doesn't care much about gossip now, but cares about when she can go home.

"It is said that the owner of one of the cars is a woman, some say it is Song's young wife, and there are two children in the car."

"After the car accident, the female car owner passed out on the spot and didn't know what was going on. The older of the two children injured her arm, and the younger was so frightened that she kept crying. It was too miserable."

When Qiao Wan heard this, her heart skipped a beat.

Song's young mistress?

Could it be Xue Bingqian they were talking about?

And two children, one older and one younger, no matter how she heard it, she felt that it was Xue Bingqian who brought Mingming and Congcong out to do something, but in the end they encountered unexpected disasters!
No, she has to go and see right away!

Qiao Wan ran a few steps in a panic, when she heard the two people next to her continue talking.

"Now the police in front have pulled the cordon, and no one is allowed in. It is said that the owner of the other car and the woman sitting in the co-pilot were seriously injured. They were stuck in the car and couldn't get out. I don't know how miserable it was. , do you really want to see it? Are you not afraid of having nightmares?"

Qiao Wan heard that no one was allowed to go in, and that the person in the other car's car was more seriously injured, so she immediately realized that she couldn't go by herself.

If she goes by herself, she is afraid that she will be blocked from the crowd of onlookers and cannot get in, or even if she gets in, it will be very troublesome if she is found out to be a relative in another car. Go back and find Song Yanshu.

Song Yanshu closed his eyes in the car and rested his mind. He hadn't received any text messages about the previous car accident.

"Song Yanshu, get out of the car." Qiao Wan anxiously said to Song Yanshu in the car as soon as she opened the door.

Her voice began to tremble because of nervousness and fear, and she felt like she was about to cry, and her eyes were filled with tears.

She was really panicked, thinking that Congcong might be crying helplessly in front of a bunch of strangers, thinking that Mingming didn't know how badly he was injured, she wished she could grow her wings and fly to the scene to find out the situation.

Seeing Qiao Wan's expression and attitude, Song Yanshu immediately realized that something was wrong, and immediately got out of the car.

Qiao Wan pulled Song Yanshu and walked towards the intersection, as if something was stuck in her throat, trying to explain to Song Yanshu on the way, but couldn't speak properly.

The sentence just now that Song Yanshu got off the car was already her limit.

"What's going on?" Song Yanshu followed Qiao Wan all the way to the intersection, feeling that Qiao Wan's attitude was very wrong.

The two women who were talking and walking just now happened to see Qiao Wan and Song Yanshu quickly chasing them from behind, and they couldn't help covering their mouths in surprise.

"I'm going, am I mistaken? Isn't that man Song Yanshu of the Song Group? What's the situation with that woman? The legendary right-hand secretary Song Yanshu just recruited? How can she have the right to drag her president away?"

The woman in black was surprised.

The woman in white complained.

"Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder so many people want to be Song Yanshu's secretary. The relationship is close to the water! Even if you don't get any status, just being able to do business every day and occasionally touching your body is enough. ..."

No one cares about Qiao Wan and Song Yanshu what other people talk about behind them.

Qiao Wan only knew that she had to go to the scene immediately.

Song Yanshu only knew that something was wrong with Qiao Wan, and that what happened earlier might have something to do with them, but he didn't know what it was yet.

Just when Song Yanshu was wondering, the phone rang.

He took it out and took a look, the words on the screen made him frown fiercely, and in turn, he pulled Qiao Wan's arm in his big palm and accelerated his pace, pulling Qiao Wan to walk quickly.

Qiao Wan was so excited that she couldn't speak now, her breathing was heavy and difficult, as if she was about to suffocate at any time.

However, her consciousness was still very clear, knowing that Song Yanshu got excited after reading the text message, and immediately confirmed that the accident in the car in front was definitely related to them, her feet gave way and she almost fell to the ground.

"Is it... something happened..." Qiao Wan struggled to confirm with Song Yanshu: "What happened...is it Xue Bingqian and Cong Congming?"

Song Yanshu's expression was heavy, and he answered Qiao Wan with silence.

Qiao Wan burst into tears.

Damn it, they shouldn't have continued to eat out just now. If they had taken a taxi home in time, maybe Congcong and Mingming wouldn't have come out with Xue Bingqian.

As long as they don't come out, this kind of thing won't happen.

"It's all my fault. If I wasn't at home and couldn't take care of them, I wouldn't..." Qiao Wan said while crying and blaming herself.

"I don't blame you. Even if you are at home, you still have to come out. You should encounter a car accident after you come out. It's useless to blame yourself." Song Yanshu comforted Qiao Wan.

"Why? It's late at night, why did they come out?" Qiao Wan knew that Song Yanshu would say that, and he must have known the reason why they came out.

It's just that it's so late, what is the reason for them to go out.

"When Congcong was sleeping, he suddenly had a high fever for some reason, and he was almost semi-conscious."

"This was discovered when Xue Bingqian went in to cover the two children with quilts. Xue Bingqian took Congcong to the hospital immediately, and obviously had to go, but it happened when their car encountered a car running a red light..."

Song Yanshu roughly narrated the incident sent by his subordinates in the text message just now.

Qiao Wan blamed herself even more.