Chapter 365

Almost instantly, Song Weiyi understood that the police car following behind must be trying to catch Sheng Jinsen, the highway killer.

Staring at him angrily for a long time, Song Weiwei felt a sore stomach, and suddenly a uncomfortable breath came to her face, she subconsciously covered her mouth, showing a bitter look on her face.

However, even though Song Weiyi tried his best to restrain himself, he still couldn't hide the overwhelming feeling in his stomach.

This is the first time for Song Weiyi to ride this kind of life-threatening racing car, so Song Weiwei, who has never been dizzy before, feels dizzy, his head is swollen, his eyes are staring, his stomach is rolling, and he is about to vomit...

Sheng Jinsen noticed her expression, and obviously guessed that Song Weiyi was going to vomit, his handsome face changed slightly, "What are you going to do..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes widened, and a look of shock appeared on his handsome Jun face. He watched Song Weiyi turn around, let go of his hand, "vomited", and then, completely uncontrollably, stared at the two men. The position among the people vomited wildly.

"Damn it..." Sheng Jinsen's expression turned extremely ugly, and a pungent smell smeared in the car, almost causing Sheng Jinsen to jump up.

The car squeaked, Sheng Jinsen stepped on the brakes instantly, and stopped in the middle of the road.

Accompanied by this movement, Sheng Jinsen roared angrily: "Song Weiyi, you vomited all of your **** into my car!"

What was even more exasperating was that he was splashed all over his body, and there was a small puddle of dirt on his black trousers, which almost infected Sheng Jinsen and vomited it out.

Damn, he shouldn't have dragged this woman into the car today. How could he take this opportunity to punish her?

This is totally punishing himself, fuck!

Hearing his furious roar, Song Weiyi had no time to refute him, glared at him from the corner of his eye, continued to lower his head, vomited, and had no time to answer his words.

Speaking of which, even though he didn't see it very clearly just now, Song Weiyi also noticed that Sheng Jinsen's Porsche GT may have just been purchased, and it looked quite new.

When she vomited, the co-pilot and the seat next to him basically failed to escape, and the whole car smelled of pungent vomiting, which is really a pity.

However, if the owner of this car is Sheng Jinsen, this pity is not worth mentioning.

Song Weiyi felt a little gloating when he thought of this.

Especially when he saw Sheng Jinsen's expression as if he had eaten a fly, unable to swallow or spit it out, he was very happy.

Tell this person to run, isn't he very good at running? This is what he found.

"Beep beep beep!" They parked the car in the middle of the road, followed by a series of cursing, Song Weiyi finally almost vomited, slowly raised his head, and slowly glanced at Sheng Jinsen.

"What? Don't run away? You're still in the middle of the road right now." As he said that, Song Weiyi stretched out his hand in a good mood, reached for the tissue, and took out several from it to clean up his mess.

It was because she didn't want to vomit on her that she came to Sheng Jinsen's side, so Song Weiyi's own hospital gown didn't get on much, but it did.

In contrast, Sheng Jinsen was even more embarrassed than her client, no wonder he got mad.

"Song Weiyi, you disgusting woman..." Sheng Jinsen was so angry that his face turned black, and his face was as cold as a stone.

Song Weiyi didn't care at all about his description of herself, and she wouldn't die if she said a few bad words, but now, although she felt uncomfortable all over, seeing him deflated, her gloomy mood became much clearer.

Seeing that there was an unopened bottle of mineral water beside him, Song Weiyi brought it over again, unscrewed the cap, and took two mouthfuls into his mouth, which he regarded as gargling.

"Anyway, you've already vomited all over your car, so you don't care about the extra mouthful, do you?"

So, just spit it into his car after gargling?

Sheng Jinsen almost cursed, shit, what kind of woman did he provoke.

"You, get out of the car right away." Sheng Jinsenjun's face darkened, pointing at the car door, and ordered forcefully.

At this moment, Song Weiyi is not a little pepper to him, but a hateful god of plague.

He only bought this Porsche when he returned to China. After driving it less than five times, it was destroyed by Song Weiyi, a woman.

And with today's incident, Sheng Jinsen had a psychological shadow on this car, and he was afraid that he would never drive it again, goodbye wasting a car.

"Oh, are you finally willing to let me get out of the car?" Song Weiyi raised his eyebrows, the embarrassment on his body disappeared a lot, and he looked refreshed.

Sheng Jinsen cursed in a low voice, feeling refreshed from hell.

"Go down, go down immediately."

Song Weiyi could hear the rattling of his teeth, obviously very angry.

But now, she is not in a hurry to get out of the car.

Outside, two ferocious policemen surrounded Sheng Jinsen's car, knocking on his window furiously, cursing and telling him to get out of the car.

This time, Sheng Jinsen's face became even more gloomy.

Song Weiyi, on the other hand, laughed a few times, then pushed open the car door and got out.

As soon as he went down, he was surrounded by the police, but no one said Song was the only one who was looking after Sheng Jinsen.

Sheng Jinsen's head was getting dizzy from the reading, and the marks left on his trousers hadn't disappeared, his face was tense, and his fists were clenched even more.

Song Weiwei looked at him calmly, while Sheng Jinsen glared at her viciously across the crowd.

Song Weiwei's expression at this moment perfectly explained a word - watch a good show.

The traffic police severely criticized Sheng Jinsen, issued a ticket, recorded a statement, etc...

Sheng Jinsen reckoned that if it went on like this, he wouldn't be able to leave for two hours.

He interrupted the traffic policeman impatiently: "Quickly issue a ticket. If you want to tow the car away, just tell me how much it costs. Don't waste my time."

"Why do you talk like that? You don't even have a trace of repentance!"

Sheng Jinsen took out a business card and stuffed it in, "If you have anything to do, contact my assistant directly, I'm not free right now."

After speaking, he walked away arrogantly.

After walking a few steps, remembering that there was another Song Weiyi, you turned back with a dark face.

"What? Isn't Young Master Sheng not free?" Song Weiyi folded his arms around his chest and looked at him leisurely.

Sheng Jinsen stared coldly, remained silent for a moment, and suddenly grabbed Song Weiwei's wrist.

"I haven't settled with you yet, do you think I'll let you go?"

As he said that, he grabbed Song Weiyi's hand and walked vigorously towards the shopping mall not far away.

There are many people crossing the road on the sidewalk, but not like them.

Song Weiwei was furious, but he realized that Sheng Jinsen had a lot of strength, so he didn't break free.

Simply give up struggling, what else would Sheng Jinsen dare to do in public?

After crossing the road, Sheng Jinsen stepped into a men's clothing store, but was grabbed by Song Weiyi.