“Pei Siyu went out in a Maybach today.”

Mingyao was sobbing uncontrollably, and every word she uttered trembled.

Aunt Wu was stunned, then forced a dry laugh and said, "How could that be?"

"President Pei is a lucky man."

Aunt Wu didn't believe it and called Pei Siyu again.

After two beeps, the call was connected.

Just as Wu Ma started to laugh, an unfamiliar voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Are you a family member of Mr. Pei?"

“We are Haidu police. Mr. Pei had an accident at the intersection of Wutong Road.”

The police officer's words were like a bucket of ice water poured over my head.

In an instant, Mingyao felt dizzy and disoriented.

She walked forward like a zombie.

Wu Ma was still standing there in a daze. By the time she came to her senses, Ming Yao had already walked far away.

Wu Ma staggered to catch up with Ming Yao and rushed to the accident scene with her.

One hundred meters away from the accident site, Mingyao saw billowing black smoke.

The air was thick with the smell of gasoline.

Mingyao's heart stopped beating at that moment.

She and Aunt Wu helped each other walk to the outside of the cordon.

The black gasoline stained the asphalt road black, and the pure white snow that fell on it instantly turned to nothing.

What also caught Mingyao's eye was that twisted and mangled Maybach.

The Maybach was surrounded by police and inspectors who were taking pictures.

The clicking sound startled Mingyao, sending a chill down her spine.

Wu Ma suddenly burst into tears.

“Miss Su, that’s… Mr. Pei’s license plate…”

Wu Ma pointed to the deformed license plate on the ground and burst into tears.

The buzzing in Mingyao's ears continued, and the light in her eyes disappeared.