"I forgot to introduce you," Fu Jie turned around and looked at the car door behind him which was not yet closed.

Following Fu Jie's line of sight, sitting in the back seat of the car was a pretty girl in a white dress. As Fu Jie said, she had a cold, so she put a warm light-colored woolen coat on her shoulders.

She doesn't have a stunning appearance, but rather a gentle temperament, and a slightly frail and thin figure.

These are all secondary.

The most important thing is that she seems to have an inexplicable magic that makes people feel convinced when they see her.

Yes, that's right, a peaceful sense of conviction.

"——This is Qingyue, Yan Qingyue."

"Qingyue, this is my brother, Fu Xun, whom I often mentioned to you."

Meeting Fu Xun's curious gaze, Yan Qingyue's watery eyes curved, and she smiled and nodded, her voice soft and gentle.

"Hello."

"Hello, hello, Miss Yan, right? When you come here, just play around and treat it as your own territory. Don't be polite."

After saying hello.

Fu Xun raised his head and looked at Fu Jie with an ambiguous expression. He covered his mouth with his hand and whispered teasingly, "You have been hiding for a long time. You only brought it out to see people today."

Fu Jie looked confused and dazed: "What do you mean by hiding long enough?"

"Tsk," Fu Xun elbowed Fu Jie, determined to expose Fu Jie's pretense of being stupid: "Stop playing, Fu Jie, you even want to hide it from me? What else can I say? Of course it's - my girlfriend."

As soon as these three words came out, Fu Jie frowned and looked serious.

"Not a girlfriend."

"ah?"

Seeing Fu Jie's serious look, Fu Xun began to doubt his life.

"Sorry to bother you, Fu Jie."

"fine."

Fu Xun was pulled aside by Fu Jie and walked to a distance from the car. At this moment, Fu Xun was full of gossip and seemed to be stupid. He did not realize that Fu Jie's good attitude towards Yan Qingyue was polite and courteous.

He stared at Fu Jie with a scrutinizing look: "How dare you say she's not your girlfriend? She's so considerate."

"Really not."

Fu Jie once again solemnly stated: "Qingyue and I are just friends. Qingyue has helped me a lot."

Fu Xun was puzzled: "But, she looks like a weak woman."

How can I help you?

"She saved my life."

After the words were spoken, the air was silent for a few seconds.

Fu Jie asked Fu Xun: "Do you still remember the vicious car accident that was on the news when I returned to the United States at the end of the month during my high school graduation holiday?"

Fu Xun: “…I remember.”

The car accident was very serious, killing more than a dozen people, including two of Fu Jie's good classmates.

The cause of the incident was that a man was unhappy with his life, so he drove drunk to take revenge on society, indiscriminately attacking passers-by. After running over several people in succession, he rushed towards a car on the viaduct. The final result was that the two cars collided violently, and both fell from the viaduct into the sea.

All the people in the car died on the spot despite failed rescue efforts.

The reason why Fu Xun had this impression was because Fu Jie was almost in the car that was hit, and the two classmates of Fu Jie who died were in that car.