Run away from a wealthy family 99 times: President, please divorce!

Chapter 12

"Squeak... bang..." The sound of sharp brakes and a huge collision cut through the quiet road.

"Ruoli, Ruoli, hurry up, change seats."

Yan Xinyi was very depressed. She wanted to show off her driving skills, but she didn't expect to get a bad start.

She was only stunned for a second, then immediately unbuckled her seat belt and crawled into the back seat.

Seeing that Qin Ruoli was still in the co-pilot's seat, he hurriedly urged him.

She did learn an excellent car skills, but, without a driver's license.

Qin Ruoli was stunned for a few seconds before realizing it. Just as he was about to climb to the cab, there was a knock on the window.

At this time, she was only halfway up, her butt facing the car window.

Then, petrified.

"Damn, that's all you can do." Yan Xinyi held her forehead with hatred.

In order to buy time for Qin Ruoli to sit in the cab, she opened the door.

When he was about to start cursing, he realized that the person in front of him looked familiar, and he thought for a few seconds before remembering.

Unexpectedly, in this strange city, bumping into a car can also bump into an acquaintance.

"Hi, Mr. Luo, what a coincidence, hehe."

Yan Xinyi smiled coquettishly, and greeted her very naturally.

However, the last laugh was a bit far-fetched.

"It's you." Luo Fengye was stunned for a moment, and then showed a flirtatious smile in surprise: "I haven't seen you for three days, and I added a lot of flirtatiousness. I don't know the lady's name?"

"Miangui's surname is Yan." Yan Xinyi matched his tone and joked, "I haven't seen you for a few days, Mr. Luo is also quite handsome."

"Miss Yan..."

Luo Fengye was about to ask her why she didn't call him, if she forgot her number, he could give her a business card for her to remember.

However, before he could say anything, he was startled by the sound of a horn behind him.

It was obviously just a simple car horn, but he could hear the impatience and suppressed anger inside.

For some reason, there was an inexplicable sense of guilt that she was coveting Yin Hancheng's woman.

He turned his head and saw Yin Hancheng sitting in the driver's cab with a gloomy expression, as if warning.

"The card is 20, and the password is six zeros."

"Thank you, Mr. Luo." Yan Xinyi looked at the bank card with golden eyes, and quickly took it.

She smiled covetously, and looked at Yin Hancheng: "Hey, welcome to bump into me next time."

20, a big deal.

"..." The corner of Yin Hancheng's mouth twitched fiercely.

Yan Xinyi looked at his increasingly livid face, and smiled even more unscrupulously.

After Luo Fengye entered the passenger cab, the black ghost made an earth-shattering accelerator sound.

It was as if Yin Hancheng in the car was venting his anger, and disappeared at the end of the road after a few seconds.

"Cheng, you owe me 20." Luo Fengye reminded maliciously.

Think about such a good opportunity to strike up a conversation just now, but it was abruptly destroyed by someone.

He is very upset.

"What? A piece of iron sheet was dented, and you actually gave her 20 yuan. I think you are really out of your mind. You just saw that they were changing seats. Obviously, there is something wrong with that woman."

Yin Hancheng couldn't believe it, either because he felt sorry for the money, or because he was upset.

"Cheng, you seem to be out of control again." Luo Fengye smiled meaningfully.

(End of this chapter)