"Woof..." The husky, who was the first to realize something was wrong, jumped up and barked.
Jiang Zhan and Lu Zhiwei looked at the car almost simultaneously.
The driver in the car was wearing a mask, with only his eyes showing.
Lu Zhiwei recognized who the other person was at a glance.
It was Song Ye, the man with the scorpion tattoo who was clinging to Xia Wanying.
Jiang Zhan grabbed Lu Zhiwei's arm and ran towards the opposite side road.
They dodged Song Ye's car.
But a large red truck came head-on into their path.
"Sis—watch out!"
Jiang Zhan shouted.
He supported Lu Zhiwei's back and gave her a hard push.
Lu Zhiwei stumbled and fell forward.
His knees and palms scraped heavily on the ground.
brake--
The truck braked suddenly.
But it was too late.
The front of the car struck Jiang Zhan in the waist, sending him flying more than a meter away.
"Jiang Zhan!" Lu Zhiwei cried out in anguish.
Jiang Zhan lay in a pool of blood, gazing at the black sky, where a bright star seemed to be winking at him.
Despite the pain, Lu Zhiwei struggled to her feet, wanting to run towards Jiang Zhan.
Just as I was about to get up.
Song Ye's black car suddenly turned back, intending to kill Lu Zhiwei.
He gripped the steering wheel, floored the accelerator, and bit his lip, snarling, "Lu Zhiwei, you bitch, you ruined my relationship with Xia Wanying, I'll make you wish you were dead."
Bang--
A top-of-the-line black Bentley sped out of the night and crashed into Song Ye's unlicensed car.
The wheels screeched as they rubbed against the ground.
Song Ye's car was rammed into the roadside green belt, where it was stopped by a tree and crushed.
The airbags deployed.
The windshield of the car was completely shattered.
The shards pierced Song Ye's eye.
He screamed in pain.
Sitting in the Bentley, Shen Jinmo's handsome face was gloomy, and he exuded a murderous aura.
"Lin Jing, call the police."
His men have been cooperating with the police in investigating Song Ye's whereabouts for the past few days.
If it weren't for his people reporting in a timely manner.
He was afraid that if he had arrived any later, he would have been too late.
Song Ye's car would run over Lu Zhiwei, killing both her and her unborn child.
After getting out of the car, Shen Jinmo and Lin Jing divided their tasks clearly: he was responsible for calling the police, while Lin Jing was responsible for calling an ambulance.
Not far away.
Lu Zhiwei knelt down beside Jiang Zhan, unsure if his internal organs had been severely injured, and knew not to move his body carelessly.
Holding his blood-stained hand: "Jiang Zhan! You idiot."
A tear rolled down her cheek.
She doesn't cry.
I learned a lesson from a young age: crying solves nothing.
But looking at Jiang Zhan now, it felt as if a hole had been pierced in her heart.
He's only twenty years old.
Twenty years old!
"Sister... I'm sorry." Jiang Zhan slowly raised his hand, stroked her cheek, and gently wiped away her tears.
"Why are you apologizing to me? I should be the one saying sorry; I'm their target."
The unlicensed taxi was heading straight for her.
The red truck is one too.
The person who wants her dead today.
There were at least two groups.
A limp hand slid off Lu Zhiwei's face, and Jiang Zhan fainted.
Shen Jinmo limped up behind her and looked at her covered in blood.
He didn't care that his palms and knees were scraped raw.
He took a handkerchief from his suit pocket and handed it to her: "Don't cry, he's a lucky man, the ambulance will be here soon."
"Thanks." Lu Zhiwei got up from the ground, but did not take Shen Jingmo's handkerchief.
With tears in her eyes, she looked at the license plate of the stopped truck and clenched her fists tightly.
The Lu family heard that Lu Zhiwei had been in a car accident.
Lu Yunsheng, Lu Jingyao, and Zhao Xiuying rushed to the hospital almost without stopping.
Lu Jingyao just wanted to come to the hospital to see if Lu Zhiwei was dead; if she was, that would be for the best.
We arrived outside the hospital operating room.
Lu Yunsheng saw Lu Zhiwei sitting on the bench unharmed.
He only had some minor abrasions.
"Daughter, are you alright?" Lu Yunsheng asked anxiously.
Lu Zhiwei shook her head and sat down in the chair, looking lost and dejected.
"You're here, who's having surgery in there?" Lu Yunsheng asked.
"Jiang Zhan," Lu Zhiwei replied weakly.
"What did you say?" Lu Yunsheng's expression suddenly changed, his tone rose a few decibels, and his face changed from worry to anger.
This was the first time Lu Yunsheng had spoken to her in such a harsh tone.
"Dad, Jiang Zhan is that gigolo she lives with. Sister, you're really unlucky. You killed Mom and Grandma, and now you're keeping a gigolo, and you're going to kill her too."
Lu Jingyao was already furious after being fired, and she wanted to get all the revenge from Lu Zhiwei when she was down on her luck.
Snap—
He slapped Lu Jingyao across the face.
The person who hit her was Lu Yunsheng.
"Shut up."
"Dad! How long are you going to keep favoring her? Ever since she came back, you've been taking her side, beating and scolding me. Am I still your daughter?"
Lu Jingyao covered her face and burst into tears.
Zhao Xiuying wanted to avenge her daughter, but she didn't dare to anger Lu Yunsheng, so she could only pull Lu Jingyao aside to appease her temporarily.
The operating room door opened.
The surgeon took off his mask and came out, looking serious.
"Where are the injured person's family members?"
“None of us are,” Lu Zhiwei shook her head. “He has no parents or relatives.”
Upon hearing the doctor's question, Lu Yunsheng, who was standing to the side, looked at the doctor with a deep gaze.
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