A Different Husband Every Day

Aunt Li swallowed the words of care that made you sure to eat dinner after seeing Xia Ran's disappearing back.

Because she was still very weak, Xia Ran ate something light and fell asleep early. She was awakened by her mobile phone ringing, and she was confused and connected without even looking at the phone display. A slightly drunken voice: "My wife, I'm drunk, so uncomfortable..."

"Drunk, where are you? Who are you around..." The almost instinctive Xia Ran said a series of caring words, and when she sat up, she became completely awake and stiffened. The hand holding the phone could not help but Pinch.

"I'm on the side of the road, and they are all gone, I'm the only one, will you come to pick me up..." Rong Fan, like a lonely, abandoned child eager to be found, asked cautiously and hopefully.

As her face cooled down inch by inch, Xia Ran's voice was as cold as a knife: "You will not be short of someone to send you off. If you don't want to be sent off, then sleep in the car for one night."

Without giving Rong Fan a chance to speak, Xia Ran hung up directly, turned off the phone and threw the phone far away.

The beep made Rong Fan with the red cheeks unwilling to give up. When he hit it again, the mechanical female voice reminded him that the other party had turned off.

Ai Ling on the side saw this scene. As a man, he had a little bit of love for his boss. If it weren't for Xia Ran's domestic violence, their godlike and arrogant boss would need to break his own rules and fight with others in order to cooperate. liqueur? Thinking of the other party's arrogant tone just now at the wine table, Ai Leng was very angry, but he could only ask in a low voice: "Chairman, shall we go back?"

"Go back?" Rong Fan looked forward blankly, the neon lights were a bit ghostly, "No, don't go back, I will wait for her to pick me up."

"Chairman..." Ai Leng felt that Rong Fan was not lightly drunk. Xia Ran turned off his phone. How could he come to pick him up, but Ai Leng did not dare to say this.

As if he understood Ai Leng's hesitation and stopped, Rong Fan suddenly raised a confident smile: "Aileng, believe it or not, I have a way to let her pick me up."

His eyes were blurred, and his body was full of clear alcohol. He drank a lot tonight, and the blushes on his face spread. Ai Leng always felt that Rong Fan’s smile made him frightened and mad. This kind of fear was when he was forcibly driven out of the car by Rong Fan and saw Rong Fan driving with his own eyes, and he was absolutely cruel to the street light pole on the side of the road. It was confirmed after the crash.

This move scared Ai Leng for a long time and couldn't return to his senses. He had never thought that his seemingly wise and determined boss would do such a terrible behavior.

Xia Ran, who hung up Rong Fan's phone, was lying in bed tossing about and couldn't sleep. For some time, she heard a servant knocking on the door from downstairs: "Madam, are you asleep? There is a call downstairs from the police station."

Xia Ran got up suddenly and grabbed the phone next to the bed: "Pick it up."

The call was quickly connected, and a serious voice rang: "Mrs. Rong, this is the Municipal Public Security Bureau. Your husband drunk and drove into a car accident..."

In the car accident, two words hit Xia Ran's heart heavily, and she couldn't hear the rest of the voice anymore. The phone slipped from her hand. Before she could think about it, she wore a pajamas, put on slippers, grabbed her and turned it off. He rushed down to get a car key, went to the garage, and drove to the hospital that was vaguely heard on the phone.