Lucky Cub Cub and his brother are in the control group

Sang Yanzhou nodded in agreement, and the housekeeper left.

He naturally knew why Sang Wanzhou called him.

It's ridiculous to say it.

But the two have discovered from a long time ago that they may have telepathic connections.

If there is a problem with any of them, he can feel it.

Although not every time.

But when something important happens, you will definitely feel it.

So no one could understand Sang Wanzhou's pain and despair better than him in that incident.

He had a car accident last night, and Sang Wanzhou must have gone crazy.

"I'll import it later, give me your phone first, and I'll make a call."

"Give."

Sang Yanzhou took the phone and dialed the familiar number.

The phone rang for a long time, and when he was about to hang up, the other end picked up.

"Hey."

The voice of the person on the other end of the phone was hoarse and impatient, obviously woken up.

"it's me."

As soon as Sang Yanzhou spoke, there was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

Then there was the sound of bed boards being squeezed and slippers being hurriedly walked.

It wasn't until the place was completely quiet that Sang Wanzhou's voice came again: "What happened to you yesterday? Why is your phone turned off? Dad's phone can't get through either."

He really sensed it.

Sang Yanzhou was a little helpless, it's really not good to put this kind of thing on the two of them.

If something happened to me, I couldn't hide it from him.

"It's nothing, just a small car accident. Wasn't it a heavy rain last night? I accidentally drove too fast, the wheels slipped, and I hit the green belt beside me, and I suffered a little injury."

"Dad, he didn't receive your call because he forgot to bring his mobile phone when he went out. If I have something to do, can I still call you now?"

Sang Wanzhou on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds.

He knew he was lying, he just didn't want himself to know.

"You're a policeman, you know how to drive over the speed limit? Don't you think that the person who found out about that incident was retaliated against?"

Sang Wanzhou guessed it right.

Sang Yanzhou was even more helpless.

His younger brother's sixth sense is really accurate, even better than a woman's.

"What are you thinking? You filmed too many TV dramas. It was just an accident. Besides, it wasn't me who drove the car yesterday, it was my friend."

"Really?" Sang Wanzhou over there still couldn't believe it.

"Really." Sang Yanzhou's tone couldn't be too sincere.

The other end of the phone was quiet for a few seconds, and then there was a busy tone that the phone was hung up.

Knowing that he was fine, Sang Wanzhou hung up without saying a word.

Sang Yanzhou looked at the screen of the hung up phone dumbfounded, and cursed with a smile: "Stinky boy."

Gallie on the side saw him hang up the phone and raised her eyebrows: "Why didn't you tell him about Zane?"

Sang Yanzhou shook his head and did not speak.

He knows his brother too well.

Simple, impulsive, and can't hide things in my heart.

If he learns about Zane, he will definitely not say anything, he will not even record the variety show, and go directly to Zane to settle the score.

This not only poses no real threat to Zane.

Even the Jiang family might be alerted and stop.

Then the net he cast before is useless.

Zane and the others can't get rid of it yet, but dealing with Jiang's is as easy as crushing an ant.

But he didn't want to rely on his family's influence, he wanted to bring them to justice in a justifiable way.

Seeing that he didn't answer her, Gallie didn't continue to ask more questions, and took his mobile phone to help him import the data.

Anyway, in foreign countries, Sang Yanzhou's title of "Desperate Saburo" has spread throughout the school.