"Lin Xiaomi, where did you die! Why didn't you come here! Do you have the professionalism of a journalist! I warn you, if because of you, I can't get first-hand news, see how I deal with you when I go back." Wang Feng lowered his voice and growled on the phone.
"It's coming soon, it's speeding up." Lin Xiaomi held back her anger and responded with a haha.
But I couldn't help but curse in my heart: You are a professional, the camera you took for filming has no battery! To be a journalist, to put it bluntly, it is Yuji, and in layman’s terms, it is the paparazzi!
On the big weekend, she stayed up all day and night without sleep, and she was called up by him before dawn when she lay down. She drove for an hour to deliver batteries to him, and he was still chattering.
"Hurry up, have you reached the beach yet! I've been unlucky for eight lifetimes to be assigned an assistant like you." Wang Feng was still cursing endlessly at the other end: "Speed up, step on the accelerator, won't you? Fool!"
Lin Xiaomi was so angry that he was about to explode, and he stomped on the accelerator as if it was his forehead.
It was a very bright day, and there was a dull gray-blue in the field of vision, and there was no one on the road.
Lin Xiaomi's headache was about to explode, but there was a hang silk man next to his ear who was cursing and refusing to listen.
She was distracted, and suddenly staggered out of the grass alone.
By the time she reacted, it was too late to step on the brakes.
The car bumped into that person heavily, and with a bang, it coasted for a while before slowly coming to a stop.
Lin Xiaomi's mind went blank for a few seconds, he couldn't even hear Wang Feng's scolding, and got out of the car.
The sky was thundering, and she hit someone!
Standing beside the car, Lin Xiaomi's mind went blank, looking at the man lying in front of the car, covered in tatters and blood.
She was a little dazed, was hit by her little broken car, would the injury be so miserable
On the phone, Wang Feng talked for a long time without hearing a response, so he couldn't help amplifying the decibels of scolding her: "Lin Xiaomi, are you dead? Talk!"
Only then did Lin Xiaomi come to his senses, jumped into the car, hung up his phone, and called an ambulance tremblingly.
After making the phone call, she stumbled out of the car. The man lying on the ground had his eyes closed tightly, his body was covered with bruises, and blood was still oozing from his thighs, arms and head.
With trembling hands and voice, Lin Xiaomi poked the immobile man on the ground with his fingertips: "Hey, brother, are you still alive? Me, I didn't mean it."
"..."
No one responded to her.
Could it be dead
How many years is the sentence for dangerous driving
Lin Xiaomi squatted on the ground, so frightened that she cried out loudly, she blamed that damned Wang Feng, who kept telling her to speed up, and now that she was fine, she directly speeded up and sent herself to the detention center.
Lin Xiaomi was terrified, and boldly stretched out her hand to probe the man's breath.
Before he stretched out his hand, the man suddenly opened his eyes, and the sharp eyes shot straight at her, sober and cold, so frightened that Lin Xiaomi fell to the ground with his heels, and after a long while, he finally called out "ah". One sound.
"You're not dead! That's great!"
Leng Yihuang's indifferent eyes flicked from her to look behind her, and finally fell back on her, his voice was not a little warm: "You hit me, you are responsible."
Lin Xiaomi nodded vigorously, her delicate and beautiful features were full of sincerity: "I will take responsibility, I have already called an ambulance, you will be fine, don't be afraid."
Leng Yihuang sized her up from top to bottom, and suddenly said, "Take off your clothes!"
"What?"