Soon, Mr. Song knew what happened to Song Chen. He was shocked, scared and angry. He used his cane to knock the marble floor of the living room loudly. He was bound to ask the hotel to give him an explanation.

Orange · Magnificent:...

It’s also very helpless.

The inspection revealed that there was an aging circuit in the suite, which caused the fire.

But, how can you do that?

Is a five-star hotel good?

If there is a fire, the alarm will sound when the amount of smoke reaches a certain level, but until they open the door, the room will feel dead.

After a series of inspections later, it was found that the smoke alarm was not faulty.

It's very confusing.

Let alone Mr. Song, he wouldn't believe it himself.

I can only apologize.

Song Chen planned to go home after being discharged from the hospital. Two accidents happened in just one night. He did not dare to stay in Jelly City anymore. He asked the vice president to drive and stood on the roadside to wait.

The weather is exceptionally good today.

The sun is so bright that one can hardly open his eyes.

He yawned, probably because he was so bad last night and his mind is still a little confused now.

Drowsy.

The next second, someone grabbed his arm and dragged him to the side, causing him to stagger a few steps.

"what are you doing?!!"

"Why don't you run away, silly!"

Drag him and run forward.

Song Chen complained silently. If he hadn't recognized the voice and the person, or if he hadn't been a man, he would have thought he was staged a drama about a fugitive princess.

"in the end--"

Hereby!

Bang!

There was a sound of tires scraping violently against the ground, and as passers-by screamed, a silver minivan rushed off the road and finally stopped when it hit the rockery in the green belt in front of the hospital.

Turned over.

Song Chen, who had already run more than ten meters away, heard the movement behind him and looked back. His scalp suddenly went numb. If he was still there, he would definitely fly.

groove!

What the hell!

Three times, okay?

It couldn't have been an accident or a coincidence. What on earth was it? He had to be killed.

Mom, help me, this city is malicious to me and I want to go home!

"Why is Miss Xu here?"

It’s impossible not to doubt it.

This woman was present in two of the three times. Hey, she also saved his dog's life. I can't guarantee that she wasn't trying to use her life-saving grace.

Even, manufacturing.

"Oh, I'm here to get the physical examination report." He smiled and said, "The internship unit requires interns to have a physical examination before joining the group."

"Isn't Mr. Song in the hospital? Why, is he discharged?"

Song Chen nodded, "Thanks to Miss Xu this time, otherwise I..." He smiled bitterly, "I'm still confused as to what the hell is going on."

Pei Yuhuan: "Why don't you go to the temple to worship and donate some sesame oil money?"

Do you want me to tell you directly that as a tool person, the meaning of existence is to "make way" for the male protagonist?

Xu Moyun was also "dead".

Both of them have the same ending.

Song Chen:...

"Miss Xu saved me twice. Such a great kindness cannot be repaid by Mr. Song."

He looked at Pei Yuhuan.

It seems to be hinting.

Pei Yuhuan blinked, "So, you don't want to retaliate?"

"That won't work."

Song Chen was stunned.

According to the convention, shouldn't you say something like "I'm just helping out, so you don't have to be too polite" or "Let's all make friends".

I don’t say thank you for a great favor, you understand?

This guy is pretty good...

"Then how does Miss Xu want Song to repay her?" The smile on his face did not change.

Very businessman.

Pei Yuhuan looked him over, silently calculated the value in his mind, and said, "I'm going to Shuncheng soon. I really don't worry about my family. I hope my parents can go with me. But you know, housing prices everywhere are very high now. Like ours

Ordinary people simply can't afford it, and my mother has been running a supermarket for half her life, so she really can't do anything else."

So, you get what I mean?

If you are saved, you will be saved, and it is not difficult to save again.

If I deliberately saved you that time in the hotel, this time it was just a coincidence.

The principle is that the collision of two cannon fodders probably produced some unknown changes.

I saved you twice.

Young Master, you are too embarrassed to say thank you and just turn around and leave.

Song Chen smiled, "It should be so."

Things that can be solved with money are bullshit.

The two reached a consensus on repaying their kindness, and the vice president came over sweating profusely, "Mr. Song, it's great that you're okay, but you scared me to death!"

"I'm fine." He said to Pei Yuhuan, "Wherever Miss Xu wants to go, I will drive you there."

Pei Yuhuan: "No need."

After exchanging contact information again, Song Chen left with the vice president.

Um.

On the way to the airport, I experienced many strange incidents such as wheel slippage, tire blowout, being rear-ended, brake failure, and the vice president dozing off.

Just, I'm tired.

The car stopped halfway.

Song Chen finally took the 000 bus to the train station.

He stood in the square of the South Station, a little doubtful whether the sculpture standing in the center would suddenly fall on him.

This city really doesn't welcome him.

He spent a frightening few hours on the train. During this period, the seat collapsed, soup was sprinkled on his body, the trolley carrying garbage ran over his feet, and his hand was caught in the door when he went to the toilet...

Ah.

It can be considered a near miss.

The first thing I did when I got home was to find out the Jade Guanyin that had been in a dusty box for almost ten years and hung it up.

I went to the study again and told the old man about my experiences along the way.

Various analyses.

The two of them came down from upstairs when they were having dinner.

Soon, a piece of information was delivered to Song Chen, with the three words "Xu Moyun" written on the top.

Song Chen saw quickly.

It'll be over in a few minutes.

Then he picked up another document wrapped in a document bag, and the first page was an identification of a certain person.

When I saw the final conclusion, "So-and-so and so-and-so are in line with the genetic laws, and the probability of paternity is greater than 0.9999," I sneered.
To be continued...