Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

When the sound of the car engine came, Ji Moyang opened his eyes and saw a man walking out of the police station. He was carrying a long-haired woman on the back seat of the car on his shoulders. The man looked around to make sure no one got into the car.

As the car drove away, Ji Moyang sat up abruptly, started the car and chased him out.

He didn't see the woman's appearance clearly, but his intuition told him that it was Song Qianxi!

"Boss, there is a car following us."

Said the driver of the car in front.

The man in the passenger seat glanced at the rearview mirror, "Dump him."

The driver slammed on the accelerator to accelerate.

Ji Moyang was startled for a moment, staring at the car in front of him intently, gripping the steering wheel and accelerating.

The phone on the center console lit up again, and the word 'Mianmian' jumped.

The bell rang tirelessly, Ji Moyang seemed to have never heard it, and stared at the front, for fear that he would lose it if he was not paying attention.

Follow the car in front onto the provincial road.

The provincial road is winding and there are many sharp turns. It is easy to overturn and throw out the guardrail under such fast driving conditions.

Ji Moyang stays at home all the year round, and has a driver when he goes out. There are very few opportunities to drive. Compared with the driver of the car in front, his driving skills are no less than a grade, and he can barely keep up on the straight road, but here, he quickly opened up the distance .

Ji Moyang gritted his teeth, turned several times without slowing down, and almost threw it several times.

You have to catch up quickly, and you can't be pulled away again.

At the opposite corner, a car light shone, and Ji Moyang was overjoyed. This is an excellent opportunity.

He accelerated regardless, rushed up and hit the car in front, and the car in front hit the truck coming from the opposite side, and the three cars collided, making a loud noise.

Song Mianmian, who was pacing back and forth at home and kept calling Ji Moyang, suddenly sprained her foot.

My heart became restless.

At the scene of the car accident, the powerful impact woke up Song Qianxi in the back seat.

pain……

She opened her eyes, only to feel dizzy.

Both the man in the driver's seat and the passenger's seat fainted, with blood on their foreheads and smoke coming out of the front of the car. She struggled to open the deformed door and climbed out, leaving the scene in a mess.

Two meters away, a black Cayenne rushed out of the guardrail, half of the car was outside, crumbling.

She got up and wanted to run, but she couldn't exert any strength, and she fainted again in a daze.

……

The pungent disinfectant stimulated Song Qianxi's senses.

She opened her eyes, and there were dots of yellow halos in front of her eyes. Then, a dazzling light pierced her eyes. She closed her eyes reflexively, and a clear male voice came from her ear, "Fortunately, everything is normal."

When she opened her eyes again, she could clearly see the warm yellow wall lamp by the bed, tilting her head, Jiang Yu was taking notes with a pen and paper.

"Young people have a good foundation and are recovering well."

Song Qianxi's last memory is the scene of a car accident, which doesn't look like a hospital, "Where is this?"

"My house." Jiang Yu said, "I stole you out secretly."

"Steal?" Was there something wrong with her ears, or did Jiang Yu say the wrong thing?

Jiang Yu nodded solemnly, "I rushed to the scene as soon as I received the news of your car accident, and took you away secretly. Otherwise, you are back in the interrogation room now."

He crossed his arms and raised his chin arrogantly.

Song Qianxi didn't care about the process of being 'stolen', she cared more about the identity of the person who took her away, "Why did those people take me away from the interrogation room?"

"Uh... Well, we still have to wait for Brother Mu Han to come back to investigate." Jiang Yu scratched his head in embarrassment. Why didn't this woman play cards according to common sense? Most people would have been grateful to Dade for a long time.