Marriage pets are seductive: beautiful wife, come in your arms

Chapter 93 It's Right for a Wife to Love Her Husband's Money
Song Qingci drove the car with his eyes straight ahead.

Lu Jinchu looked at the scenery along the way with a smile on her lips. This feeling made her very relaxed and happy.

"Squeak-"

Sudden slamming on the brakes, Lu Jinchu's whole body leaned forward. Fortunately, she was wearing a seat belt, otherwise she would have to hit her head on the glass.

She looked at Song Qingci, "What's wrong?"

"It seems to have bumped into someone." Song Qingci's voice was calm, without any waves.

With that said, he opened the door and got out of the car.

Lu Jinchu frowned and got out of the car. The one in front of the car was an old man.

Lu Jinchu hurried up to help him up, "Are you all right?"

The old man had a kind face and waved his hand, "It's okay. I'm just old and useless, and I can't even walk steadily."

Thanks to Song Qingci's slow speed, he stopped steadily, otherwise someone else would have hit him long ago.

This old man came out suddenly from that fork in the road.

Song Qingci stood there without speaking the whole time.

Lu Jinchu said, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No, I'm fine, you go and get busy." The old man said.

The old man said so, so Lu Jinchu had no choice but to say, "Then walk carefully, we will leave first."

He said that Lu Jinchu and Song Qingci got into the car.

As soon as he got in the car, Lu Jinchu said, "Why don't you have any sympathy? Didn't you see him fall?"

"..."

Song Qingci did not respond to Lu Jinchu's words.

"You're not only unsympathetic, you're rude."

"He's just pretending." Song Qingci only spat out four words coldly.

"How do you know? I don't think he's pretending." Lu Jinchu said.

"If he fell because he was frightened, then he must have put his hands behind his back instead of lying on his front. It looks like he bumped into it himself." Song Qingci's voice was flat.

When he said that, Lu Jinchu thought for a second, that this is really the case.

"That's the case, you have to help him, right?"

Song Qingci's thin lips squirmed slightly, "Dirty, people's dirty hearts are even dirtier, you can give me a bath as soon as you get home later."

Lu Jinchu, "..."

The old man had already left, and when Song Qingci just started the accelerator, a big truck hit him head-on.

At that moment, Lu Jinchu's heart almost jumped out of his chest, his pupils dilated, and he watched the big truck hit him.

Almost at the same time, Song Qingci reacted, hit the reverse gear, and the car reversed at a very high speed.

Just hope that no car hits you from behind.

The small car retreated all the way, the big car chased all the way, and finally, in a panic, the car stopped.

The driver of the big car stepped on the brakes and seemed to be driving fatigued.

Lu Jinchu was still in shock. Just now, he was racing against death.

There was also a car at the rear of the car, so Song Qingci had to stop because of the inertia of the brakes.

The front of the big car collided with Song Qingci's Land Rover, and the car behind collided with it by almost a centimeter.

Fortunately, the cart stopped in time.

Song Qingci and Lu Jinchu got out of the car immediately.

And the people on the truck were gone.

Lu Jinchu looked at Song Qingci, "What should I do?"

"Scared?" Song Qingci didn't think about solving the problem, but wanted to know Lu Jinchu's mood in a teasing tone.

Who knew that the little woman in front of her smiled faintly, "No, I just love your new car."

Song Qingci looked indifferent, "Well, it is right for a wife to love her husband's money."

Lu Jinchu, "..."

Song Qingci called to report the insurance, called Chu Mo over, and asked Chu Mo to follow up.

He said, "My wife just got out of the hospital and needs to rest, and my husband needs to accompany her to rest."

With a smile on the corner of Chu Mo's mouth, he nodded quickly, "I understand, I understand, leave this to me."

Lu Jinchu, "..."

She found that Song Qingci's words were becoming more and more connotative now.

(End of this chapter)