Pampering Little Wife: President, Please Be Moderate

Chapter 118
No matter how much Ye Zhen complained, she still thanked the driver uncle in her heart. First, he didn't think he was troublesome, so he chose to let her take the ride without hesitation. Then, although what he said was a little bit unpleasant, but But it made her relax, not so nervous.

"Girl, don't tease me, you are not a big star, how can there be such paparazzi chasing you, don't look at me for not studying, I understand it in my heart. Look, why don't they chase others, don't worry, I know If you want to keep it secret, I will definitely take you to a safe place before getting out of the car, and then don’t forget my signature."

Ye Zhen: "Okay..."

After finishing speaking, the uncle driver turned the steering wheel and shouted angrily: "Sit still~"

With a whoosh, the car slid into the side alley at a speed so fast that even a sports car couldn't keep up.

Ye Zhen's body suddenly fell backwards, and then the car twisted and twisted in various ways, left and right, passed countless crooked alleys, and finally slowed down.

Ye Zhen's face was pale, her stomach was churning so badly that she almost vomited.

"Girl, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell? I remember there is a small clinic nearby. Would you like me to take you to see it?"

The uncle driver was about to ask the little girl for credit, but when he turned his head and saw that he was about to die, he panicked.

Ye Zhen pinched her thigh hard, trying to use the pain to subdue the desire to vomit, she never knew motion sickness was such an uncomfortable thing.

Seeing the flustered look of the driver uncle, Ye Zhen replied with a pale face: "No need, it's just a little motion sickness, um, did everyone get rid of it?"

"It turns out that's the case. That's good. I thought it was a terminal illness. Those people are naturally thrown away. As long as I enter this place, there is no one I can't get rid of."

Ye Zhen: "... Oh! Thank you, uncle." But can I trouble you to speak up?She doesn't want to die yet.

"It's okay, motion sickness, just stay outside for a while, oh, yes, look at my memory, there is a park a few hundred meters ahead, there are many trees, the air is good, and there are few people. Do you want it, little girl?" Go take a rest?"

The uncle driver doesn’t worry if he hears that he’s motion sick. Erya in his village suffers from motion sickness. Every time he takes the car home from the city, tsk tsk, that little face is pale, as if it’s been painted over. Damn it. I was almost scared to death, and after a while, I was still alive and kicking.

After listening to the driver's uncle's suggestion, she naturally agreed. She doesn't want to think about anything now. If she can get rid of the car, she will agree no matter what.

The uncle driver sent Ye Zhen to the gate of the park, and asked: "Little girl, you can go out when the time comes, just go from over there, do you see it, there is a trail over there, once you go out, you will be on the street, it's convenient very."

Ye Zhen looked at the place pointed by the uncle, dizzy and only looked around. After knowing the approximate location, she nodded and thanked her. Afterwards, she gave the driver uncle the fare and explained to him that she is not a celebrity or something. La la la, my head became more dizzy.

Ye Zhen was sitting in a pavilion in the park, almost collapsed, leaning against the pillar behind her, wanting to sleep a little bit.

On the other side, Shang Yan stood aside tremblingly, looking at the ashen-faced Young Master Lu, he was about to cry, I said, Miss Xu, where did you go?

If you don't answer the phone, you will die! !
　These days it may return to two updates, my grandma passed away yesterday, so I'm sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)