"Take your time."

"I am so sensible because of the education given to me by our Ling family."

"Li Yue grew up in a poor family in Haicheng. It is normal for her to be uneducated."

What she said was a double entendre.

On the one hand, it points out that Li Yue has not been taught well and has no education.

On the other hand, it also secretly expresses that Gu Xiangdong and Yang Yun both have shortcomings in their family background and personality.

Ling Xiucheng nodded and was supported by Ling Qinghe as he got into the car, feeling deep in his heart.

Fortunately, he kept Qing He by his side and did not send her back to the couple in Haicheng.

Otherwise, if he spends a long time with that kind of person, the sensible Qing He will become like Li Yue...

Probably because he was so angry with Li Yue, after getting into the RV from the entrance of the courtyard, Ling Xiucheng leaned on the sofa seat and closed his eyes tiredly.

Ling Qinghe held her child in her arms and sat quietly looking out the car window.

Suddenly, she saw a black Martha coming from the other side of the road.

The familiar license plate number instantly woke her up from being drowsy.

This license plate number was too familiar to her.

It's not because they have seen it many times, but because when Qin Muran's people follow Li Jingchuan, they will mention this license plate number almost 80% of the time.

This is Li Jingchuan's car.

And where they are now is an asphalt road near the countryside.

Such a remote place...

The direction Li Jingchuan's car was driving was towards Li Yue's yard...

Thinking of this, Ling Qinghe narrowed her eyes, walked directly to the driver, and whispered something into the driver's ear.

"this......"

The driver's eyes widened and hesitated.

"hurry up!"

Seeing Li Jingchuan's car getting closer and closer, Ling Qinghe quickly urged him coldly.

The driver had no choice but to take a deep breath, and when he came face to face with Li Jingchuan's car, he started to turn the steering wheel crazily.

"Bang--!"

On an unmonitored country asphalt road, two cars collided without warning.

The huge impact of the car's impact caused Ling Xiucheng to open his eyes suddenly.

Beside him, Ling Qinghe, who was holding the child, had fallen directly to the ground due to inertia.

She tried her best to protect the child in her arms, but the child was so frightened that he cried.

"Ran Ran is not afraid, Ran Ran is not afraid..."

Ling Qinghe put on a loving motherly look, held the little one tightly in her arms, and shed tears while coaxing her:

"It's okay, it's okay!"

The scene in front of him made Ling Xiucheng furious.

The road is not narrow, and there are not many cars on the road. How could there be a sudden collision?

How do you drive on the opposite side?

The middle-aged man opened the door and got out of the car angrily.

"Dad, don't quarrel with others. Maybe others didn't bump into us on purpose."

Ling Qinghe pretended to be nervous and followed her with her child in her arms.

Black Masari.

When the video conference was interrupted, Li Jingchuan closed his laptop with cold eyes.

In the driver's seat, the driver kept complaining:

"Sir, I was obviously driving very smoothly, why did this RV suddenly hit me?"

"Is it porcelain?"

"Besides, why are there RVs in this remote country?"

Li Jingchuan elegantly adjusted the buttons on his cuffs and raised an indifferent smile on his lips:

"You said it wrong."
Chapter completed!