After they get the certificate, they will be able to completely get rid of Mo Luan's woman.
But, don't know why, he hesitated when the words were spoken.
Now it's even more indescribable.
Zuo Qingxuan's eyes flickered, and she said softly: "It's okay, you think about it slowly, I don't have to go to Beijing Suicheng now, I have time."
Yun Hanqin's assistant told her that Song Lao had gone abroad and went to see an old friend who was seriously ill. It would take a month or two to come back.
Therefore, they will not go to Jingsui City for the time being.
To be honest, she was a little disappointed when she heard the news.
Because she is looking forward to meeting Old Song.
However, the extension of time does not make her worry about being replaced.
When Yun Hanqin found her, it showed that they recognized her strength.
Besides, she is very confident in her prosthetics.
No one can replace her.
She has this confidence, only she can repair Song Lao's bird sculpture.
Therefore, there is no need to worry about being replaced.
but--
Now she is more concerned about what An Jinze wants to say but stops.
She said again: "Don't feel embarrassed, I am very happy if I can help you."
"Ok."
An Jinze felt warm when he looked at the woman's gentle face.
I couldn't help but hugged her into my arms, "Thank you, Qing Xuan."
The follow-up of the truck incident was quickly reported.
The driver drunk driving and rushed into the crowd using the accelerator as a brake.
He died suddenly because of hitting a person, fearing excessive cardiac arrest.
Mo Luan watched the surveillance video.
The crowd was chaotic, coupled with the angle problem, and she was not photographed.
However, Zuo Qingxuan was photographed clearly.
The woman ran into a car in order to save someone.
His face was pale and looked painful.
Some people in the comments below the media are already distressed.
[This young lady is so brave~]
[If it was me, I was so frightened, she dared to rush to save people, it was too powerful]
[Miss Sister is really nice. 】
[I hope that Miss Sister is okay, put your hands together]
[Why do I think this young lady is a bit familiar. 】
[The one upstairs is actually familiar to me. 】
[I remember, was it the Guangsheng incident, the young lady who was stabbed by the gangster in order to save the hostages? 】
[It's her. Although I can't see the face clearly, I can confirm it if I look closely. 】
[Is it really her? This young lady has just been discharged from the hospital, I was crying. 】
[God, this young lady really moved me. 】
[There are very few people in the world who have sacrificed themselves to save others, she is my idol! 】
[Miss sister, I love you. 】
[Confess my sister! 】
Mo Luan flipped it casually without any expression, and then received his mobile phone.
High-end apartment in the city center, top floor.
The tall man walked out of the bathroom in a dark blue nightgown.
He wiped his hair with a towel.
His face wet with water was cold and introverted, and his whole body exuded an iceberg-like oppression.
There was a low and gentle ringing of mobile phone bells.
Mo Qianhong walked to the table and picked up the phone.
It was the phone call of his twin brother Mo Qianxin.
"Hey, brother."
"I watched the surveillance video on the square today."
A clear and cold voice came from the mobile phone, "It looks like the car has lost control, but it actually hit someone with a purpose, and his purpose is you."
Mo Qianhong frowned, "I don't know this person."
Mo Qian channeled: "Check the identity of this person. If the truck stopped in time today, the consequences would be disastrous."