Luo Baode, "..." the dead girl's brain can't be stupid. Why should she be so smart!
"Hey! You dead girl, the director is the director. The director said it was a supernatural event.
It's really no big or small. Go, go, go, go, go. The director doesn't see you, a dead girl who doesn't know how to respect the old and love the young. "
Luo Baode, who couldn't keep his face, began to drive people out again.
Lu Zijia was speechless about the director who would rush people if he didn't say a word.
However, seeing that the director reminded her before and rushed to save her, she would forgive him a lot.
Look, how kind she is!
……
In a high-end community.
A middle-aged man in a suit and shoes hurried back to his home in a hurry.
"Wife, how's your son?" As soon as he opened the door, Chu Ming couldn't wait to ask.
Qiao Mengxuan, who was treating her son's wound in the living room, heard her husband's question and hurriedly replied, "my hands and feet were scratched a little. I have treated my son.
Didn't I say that my son is all right? Why did you come back so busy? "
Chu Ming walked quickly. After seeing his son with his own eyes, his tight heart slowed down a little.
"My son had a car accident. How can I not come back and have a look." Chu Ming sat on the other side of his son and raised his hand to touch his son's drooping head.
Then he asked his wife, "what happened when you said your son was almost hit by a car?"
After receiving the call, he immediately put down his business and hurried home without time to ask for details.
After hearing what her husband said, Qiao Mengxuan couldn't persuade her husband to go back to work.
"Today, the driver asked for leave. After picking up my son from school, I planned to take a taxi home with my son.
Who knows, while waiting for the bus on the roadside, the silly son suddenly ran to the road. He really didn't scare me to death.
Fortunately, a kind girl responded quickly and gave our son a hand in time, otherwise our son might be... "
Recalling the thrilling scene at that time, Qiao Mengxuan immediately couldn't help but blush and still looked scared.
After listening to his wife's words, Chu Ming was also afraid for a while. At the same time, he couldn't help being angry.
"Smelly boy, when are you so brave and impatient?" Chu Ming was calm and slapped his son's hand.
Chu Ziyi is only ten years old. He was almost hit by a car and was frightened. Now he was scolded by his father. He couldn't help but burst out of tears in his eyes.
Seeing his son lowering his head and silently shedding tears, Chu Ming, although distressed, still made a cruel effort to educate him, raised his hand and slapped his son's hand.
"Say! Dare you run around next time! "
"Woo woo - I didn't mean it, Dad, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it, woo woo -"
Chu Ziyi, who kept his head down, finally raised his head and looked at his father, crying.
"Your child, your mother was almost scared silly by you. Before your mother cried, you cried for me first."
Looking at her son crying, Qiao Mengxuan, who was already red eyed, couldn't help crying.
"Mom, I really didn't mean it. Someone pushed me, someone pushed me."
Seeing his mother crying, Chu Ziyi cried even more. At the same time, he didn't forget to tell the truth.
Chu Ming and Qiao Mengxuan were shocked when they heard the speech.