my husband is a prince

Chapter 1 Wedges
"Excuse me, is this Miss Yang Xiaole?" On the other end of the phone, a deep male voice woke Yang Xiaole up from his dream in an instant.

It's so late, who could it be?
"Yes, who are you?" Yang Xiaole blurted out lazily with sleepy eyes and a slightly hoarse sleeping voice.

"I'm Zhao Yonghui, a policeman from the Criminal Division of the Public Security Bureau. I'm sorry to disturb you so late. Excuse me, are you Yang Zhenhua's daughter?"

"Yes," Yang Xiaole lost all sleep when he heard that it was a call from the Public Security Bureau.He looked at the alarm clock beside him, it was more than three o'clock in the middle of the night, so late, there must be nothing good.

"I am sorry to inform you that your father Yang Zhenhua died in a car accident at [-] o'clock last night and is currently in the hospital. Please express your condolences. And please come to the Public Security Bureau after you have dealt with your father's death. Because your father had a debt dispute with someone before his death, and the creditor has filed a record with the Public Security Bureau. So..." the policeman said in an orderly manner.

Yang Xiaole couldn't listen to what was said later.

At this time, she was very flustered, and she couldn't believe that her father, who was on the phone with her last night, was now separated forever.How could she bear this?How can you bear it?

"Comrade, you...you mean...my father..." At this time, Yang Xiaole was already sobbing and speaking intermittently.

"Thank you for your condolences."

. . . . . .

The police also told Yang Xiaole the specific address of the hospital, some matters to be dealt with, and the cause of the accident.

finished,

Yang Xiaole hung up the phone, got dressed in a hurry, and rushed towards the hospital.

The winter in City X is very cold, especially at three o'clock in the middle of the night with sporadic light rain, the coldness, the coldness really chilled Yang Xiaole's heart.

Her body and mind seemed to have had her soul removed, involuntarily, lightly.

In the rain, Yang Xiaole kept waving, and the passing taxis cast long shadows under the dim street lights.Yang Xiaole's lonely and frightened figure was reflected in the ticking water on the ground.

"Dad, don't leave Xiaole behind, don't. Wait for me, Xiaole will come soon."

Yang Xiaole cried and shouted.

"TAXI, please stop, please stop..."

While wiping the rain-like tears on his face, he kept talking.

Like God heard her prayers, or took pity on the poor little girl.

Finally a TAXI stopped in front of Yang Xiaole.

Sitting in a taxi, looking at the scenery outside the window, it was lonely.

It's still some distance from the hospital.

(End of this chapter)