Chapter 263

Yang Panpan couldn't sympathize with the warm scene.

I felt like a living injustice, patted the table and scolded, "yellow duck, you're too much. Even if you pack the cooked things, you should buy them yourself? You still pack the uncooked dishes!"

Huang Yi smiled shyly, hugged Yang Panpan's arm, twisted down her waist and flattered, "it's mainly because we're rich and generous. Don't be angry about a little broken leaves. The boss is waiting to pay the bill."

Reminded by Huang Yi, Yang Panpan remembered that there was an outsider. She and Nanxi are public figures. It's not worth the loss to expose the scandal in public.

Raise your hand and knock down Huang Yi's head, ha ha and round the court: "sister Xi and I can tolerate you."

Huang Yi repeatedly said yes. When Yang Panpan went to check out, she turned back and continued to pack Ren Feixia.

Pack them all, take your husband and children and wave goodbye.

Seeing off the landlady and the dry meal group, Yang Panpan picked up his helmet with one hand and looked at Nanxi sitting on the sofa.

"Sister Xi, how can Xiao Li arrive?"

Nanxi turned around with her mobile phone and said, "I didn't answer the phone."

"Then I'll wait with you until he comes." Yang Panpan puts down his helmet and sits back with Nanxi.

Nanxi shook her head and softly refused: "it doesn't matter. Go back early. I'll turn back to the crew tomorrow and spend more time with Uncle Yang in the evening."

"Hey, he doesn't need my company. He's tired of working with my stepmother all day."

As soon as Yang Panpan thought of Lao Yang's ferocity at home and could warmly kiss the scarred face, she was sweating white hair on her back and had to take it.

Nanxi's mobile phone is shocked. Unlock it and check it. Xiao Li calls.

When I got through, there was a small voice from the opposite side: "sister, my girlfriend is asleep. Where are you? Brother Gao said that someone had been arranged to pick you up."

Hearing Gao Qiufeng, Nanxi knew the whole story, but answered: "I know."

Hang up the phone and check the top chat person. It's not right, son of a bitch. I was angry a few days ago and turned it into a new message without reminding.

At 7:20 PM, Zhang Yichen: I got off the plane. Where are you?

At 9:10, Zhang Yichen: send me the address and I'll pick you up.

From 9:10 to 10:20, there are three video call applications in succession.

At 10:10, Zhang Yichen: you pull my phone out of the blacklist! From the GPS range displayed on your bracelet, it can be determined on Wuning Road. I parked by the side of the road and called me after the party.

blacklist? Nanxi blushed and vaguely remembered that in order to have a safe sleep yesterday afternoon, it seemed that there was an operation to pull a phone into the blacklist.

In front of Yang Panpan, he shook his cell phone and said briskly, "someone has picked me up. Go back."

Then he lowered his head and pulled out the blacklist for Zhang Yichen. Wechat replied: I'm running in Tianfu.

There was a bodyguard to protect Nanxi. Yang Panpan could go home at ease, but the happy look on Nanxi's face aroused her curiosity. It is rare for her that Nanxi will show her happiness so obviously. She has always maintained a very indifferent attitude towards anyone.

With her accurate sixth sense, the person who came to pick up Nanxi may not be Xiao Li.

Most likely

Ha, interesting!

'kindness' insisted: "sister Xi, I'm fine at night. My spare egg hurts. I'll wait with you until the other party comes."

"No need." Nanxi just refused, connected his mobile phone, smiled at Yang Panpan and pointed to the door: "go back."

Stand up, go to the box, pull a chair, sit down, and connect the phone: "hello."

"I'm very close to you. I'll be there two ways. Don't hang up until I get there." the deep bass echoed in Nanxi's ear.

"No," Nanxi refused, "concentrate on driving and call me when you get to the ground."

"Xi'er, don't hang up. I miss you and want to listen to you." the tough decision, with the imperceptible tenderness of the silk machine over the cold voice.

Sitting in the car for more than two hours, Zhang Yichen lit five cigarettes, but only smoked a few. A beautiful figure appeared in his mind, occupying and eroding all his thoughts, and missing the whispering people lingering in his arms. Yesterday's short gathering was not enough to comfort the desire that had tormented him for a long time. Instead, it set off a storm and smashed his reason that he thought he could restrain.

"Xi'er, are you listening?"

Nanxi's heartbeat suddenly emptied for a few beats, picked up the cup of herbal tea that belonged to her on the table, sipped it, and suddenly had a astringent voice.

Unconsciously, his voice softened, "well, I'm here."

Feeling uncomfortable again, he tensed up a little angry: "don't call when driving. I'll hang up."

"Wait, I have something important to tell you. You will be very happy after listening."

The rapid voice slowed Nanxi down, and then she heard a huge 'bang!' One, followed by a harsh 'roar' several times.

The tearing sound of the steel beast forced Nanxi to press the pause key for all his thoughts.

The brain was temporarily blank for a few seconds. The earth shaking panic made her disordered breathing. She instinctively shouted: "Zhang Yichen!"

There was no response, and there was a dead silence across the phone.

What happened?!

Something happened to the man who was talking to her a minute ago!? Nanxi, she doesn't believe it! She doesn't believe that bastard can live for a thousand years?

When his heart was tight to colic, he shouted several more times in a hoarse voice: "Zhang Yichen!"

In addition to people screaming in the distance, the familiar voice still didn't respond.

Tears burst into her eyes. Nanxi grabbed the phone and ran to the door. She was stopped with her cross arm.

Nanxi patted hard and controlled her arm, rushed forward regardless, and said with all her strength: "let me pass."

Yang Panpan firmly grasped Nanxi's shoulder with both hands and shook the man with lost eyes.

"Sister Xi, calm down. You can't solve things! What's the matter?" Yang Panpan congratulated himself for leaving a few more minutes for curiosity, otherwise he rushed out with Nanxi's irrational appearance, and the consequences would be unimaginable in case it was captured by entertainment records.

Nanxi raised her hand to wipe the tears of blurred vision, forced herself to take a deep breath and tried to pull back her calm thinking. Yang Panpan is right. It's impossible to solve the problem.

Qiang propped up his composure and stopped making phone calls. The apricot eyes with red eyes looked at Yang Panpan and glanced at the helmet in his hand.

"Zhang Yichen may have had an accident. He's near us. Take me to find him by bike." if a car collision causes a fire, it's very dangerous to call like calling at a gas station.

"Car accident!" Yang Panpan exclaimed.

"Yes, let's go. Don't waste time."

Nanxi dialed 120 to clarify the basic situation and location, then put on a mask, grabbed Yang Panpan's hand and took her out of the box.

If they are close, they must find the scene immediately and tell 120 the specific location.

There was a branch road in front of the hotel. Nanxi put on the helmet handed by Yang Panpan and stepped on the motorcycle.

Without thinking, he arranged for the bodyguard: "brother, please look on the road over there. I and the little panda look down this road."

The bodyguard elder brother stood still and looked at Nanxi's eyes full of hesitation.

Nanxi knows that her request violates the first principle of the bodyguard's work, and she must protect her every step when she goes out.

But she couldn't think so much. She said in a deep voice, "brother, Zhang Yichen has an accident, life and death are uncertain, and I'm a living man. If he has three long and two short comings, I really don't know what to do," and arranged for the future life.

The absurd thought flashed for only a second, made her shake her head and empty, and said another crucial reason: "I really don't know how to make a job for grandma Zhang and they may live in guilt all my life." after all, he had an accident on the way to pick her up.

"Brother, don't worry. I may not be as good as you, but I can't beat you by five." Yang Panpan supported the motorcycle with his legs and raised his hand to pinch the thick flower arm of the bodyguard brother.

The bodyguard's dignified face slowed down slightly, nodded to Nanxi and walked towards his car.

"Sister Xi, sit down." Yang Panpan patted Nanxi's hand around her waist and reminded: "hold tight, I'm going to speed up."

"OK." Nan Xi put his face on Yang Panpan's back and tightened his arm.

Yang Panpan turned down the accelerator and sped into the night covered with street lights.

The biting wind blew on Nanxi's hand and got into her neck, which made her teeth tremble and made her more calm.

On the way of the motorcycle, she imagined all kinds of possibilities, including whether she could always stay by his side and take care of him for the rest of her life if Zhang Yichen was lame and disabled.

The answer is unknown. The rest of her life is too long for her to guarantee. But it's certain that at least she hasn't thought about leaving for the time being.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind, but I didn't think about the worst.

No, I don't want to!

Remembering his last words, I have an important thing to tell myself.

Is this the joy he wants to give? No, Nanxi doesn't accept it!

Tears flowed out of her eyes uncontrollably. She just wanted him to be safe.

"Sister Xi, is your bag in front of you?" Yang Panpan asked loudly behind him.

Nanxi shook his mind and said, "yes."

"There seems to be a phone. It makes my back itch."

Telephone? Nanxi's heart sank and released her hand holding Yang Panpan to get her bag.

Fortunately, Yang Panpan braked in time, otherwise he might be thrown out by Nanxi.

Stand the locomotive with both legs as the fulcrum, take off the helmet, turn around and shout angrily at the people who don't know the importance: "pay more attention to safety!"

Nanxi ignored the response. The mobile phone she took out of her bag impressively displayed a name: Wang bazhang.

The green key was answered on the trembling place with your fingers, and there was the thick voice of the bodyguard brother: "the man has been found. On my side, you can see us by driving one kilometer forward from the separated road."

"Well, is he all right?" Nan Xi didn't come and hung up the phone.

He hurried back to his heart, braced up and told Yang Panpan the route described by the bodyguard brother.

A total of about two kilometers, Nanxi felt surprised for a long time until she saw the bugatt Centennial Silver Blue that was always ridiculed by her.

The front of the truck is beyond recognition, and the hood is triangular and convex. How conspicuous it used to be, it's still dazzling now, but it's achieved at the cost of disintegration.

The eldest brother of the bodyguard asked his younger brothers to act as a human wall, pulled up a temporary isolation belt and dispersed irrelevant onlookers.

Yang Panpan parked the locomotive, Nan Xi took off his helmet and strode to the scene of the accident.

The white little hand held on the severely deformed hood and looked slowly into the over squeezed car.

She thought she could face it with an ordinary heart, but she tried several times, and finally stopped at the periphery, afraid to move an inch forward.

"Is Zhang Yichen inside?" the hoarse voice asked for the result.

Responding to her was like just now, dead silence.

Tears rolled down. She covered her mouth and summoned up the courage to look into the car again.

"Xi'er!"

At the next moment, the person who will faint at any time let him be pulled into the arms as cool as the evening wind, and the familiar aloes mixed with bloody gas filled around her.

"Xi'er, don't cry, I'm here." he wanted to see more. He would care about people who cared about him. But he made crystal tears burn holes.

Nanxi slowly looked up and saw the cold handsome face. Blood trickled down from his forehead and trickled into her eyes.

She rubbed her eyes, and the raging tears washed away the bright red blood. Her panic was not calmed at all. She confirmed in a dumb voice: "Zhang Yichen?"

"Well, I'm here, will Xi'er stop crying?" the big hand pressed the frightened man into his arms and tightened his arms again.

Listening to the powerful heartbeat, Nanxi finally calmed all her worries and cried bitterly: "you bastard! Why don't you report peace?"

"The mobile phone slipped from my hand and stuck into the broken space of the co driver in the cabin. I tried to take it out and couldn't dial out the phone. After your bodyguard came, I put the card into his mobile phone and dialed you."

Nanxi ignored the powder fist and fell on the man's hard back. "Why don't you speak in person? Do you know you scared me to death! I thought, I thought you,"

Even if you are angry again, you can't say unlucky words in the end.

"The computer was left in the back of the car. I had to take out the information record card. Many top secret information was not uploaded to the cloud."

Nanxi refused to accept the explanation: "the telephone and computer are all more important than me."

"No, Xi'er, I thought," the next words stopped suddenly, and the thin lips aroused a faint smile.

Nanxi looked at the dazzling smile and asked, "it's nothing. You're looking for an excuse to deceive me again."

"I thought you didn't care about my situation, so I saved the data first."

The bony fingers gently wiped the distressing tears on Nanxi's face, and a kiss fell deeply into the crying and swollen apricot eyes.

"Asshole!"

Nanxi again thumped heavily on her solid back and let go of her choking voice, "where's the injury?"

"Don't worry, it's full of trauma and a few scratches."

"Go to the hospital for a general examination." Nanxi insisted stubbornly.

Zhang Yichen connived and promised, "OK, madam, it's up to you."

Sanaitang hospital.

Nanxi sat on the chair in the corridor and waited, her mind churning into a paste.

I have an accident for Zhang Yichen and care about him at the same time. Far more than expected, she was caught off guard.

My mind is in a mess. The phone rings. Connect.

Huang Yi shouted like a pig: "Xi Xi, president Zhang is hot."

Nanxi tried to keep calm and asked, "what's hot search? What's its name?"

"He didn't have a car accident at night. Passers-by took pictures of him standing in front of the broken car and making a phone call. Netizens marveled one after another. What kind of money does it take to be able to stand there and make a phone call calmly without paying any attention to the tens of millions of cars being crashed. So curious people gathered to dig out his identity and called him the Shanghai Merchant emperor. Many girls thought the young master of the Li family was The richest prince in mordu, as a result, as soon as president Zhang's identity came out, Li Ming immediately let him throw out of N Street! "