Ning An broke out in a sweat. Now sitting in the passenger seat, he came to his senses and was scared.

Her dilated pupils had not yet been put together, and her head was beating rapidly.

Why did she do such a stupid thing?

Ning'an...big fool.

She cursed herself several times in her mind, lowered her head bitterly, pressed her temples with one hand, and supported the steering wheel with the other.

Why did you do such a stupid thing?

Didn't she think about the consequences the moment she hit him?

If Song Shaoyan had reacted a little later or had poor driving skills, the two cars would have collided!

If her luck had been worse, she might have died.

Thinking of this, Ning An was covered in sweat and his face was as pale as paper.

It was Song Shaoyan who stared at her in the Bentley for more than ten seconds, his cold gaze passing through the glass and falling straight on her face!

Resisting the urge to curse, he turned off the engine, parked the car, and pushed the car door hard.

"Bang bang"——

He knocked on the Ning'an car window, his face gloomy and ugly.

Ning An was so frightened that he had not yet come to his senses. He was in a daze and sat in his position.

Song Shaoyan kept knocking on the window, and Ning An opened the car door with trembling hands.

As soon as the door opened, cold air rushed in.

Song Shaoyan reached out and grabbed Ning An's arm and dragged her out of the driver's seat!

"Ning'an, you don't want to die, don't you? Are you tired of living?" He gave her a scolding.

One of Ning An's arms was pulled by him, and she could feel the anger and strength on his fingers.

She raised her other hand and gently rubbed her eyebrows.

Ning An is very tall, but in front of the taller Song Shaoyan, he is still very thin and petite.

The two stood face to face, Song Shaoyan's eyes fell on her face, sharp and cold.

Ning An, on the other hand, lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong. He couldn't react for a long time and allowed him to scold him.

Her ponytail was spread out, and her messy hair fell over her shoulders.

I don’t know where the hair tie fell.

She looks innocent and pitiful.

"Stop talking? I'm usually not very capable. You talk back to me harder than anyone else. Talk!" Song Shaoyan said reluctantly.

Ning'an's temples were still throbbing and his head hurt.

Listening to Song Shaoyan's lesson, she remained silent for a long time.

After a long while, she spoke in a low voice: "I'm tired of living and I don't want to die with you. I just stepped on the accelerator as a brake."

Song Shaoyan sneered.

He doesn't believe this nonsense.

"Ning'an, do you insist on making trouble with me? Is it okay to be obedient?"

"No?" Ning An sneered as if he had heard a joke, "Am I like the kind of little girl who can act like a spoiled brat? Yes, I am the type you least like, strong, ruthless, and cold-blooded. So.

, don’t use this word with me, don’t use it to disgust me.”

"Also, be obedient? I'm not your appendage. I don't have to listen to you."

Song Shaoyan took a step forward, reached out and grabbed her chin.

"This sharp tongue has not changed at all, Ning'an, no matter what, you are not a good wife."

"Then you get a divorce and you sign it! Why are you still refusing to sign it?" Ning An was furious.

"Ning'an, you always tell me that you have nothing to do with other men outside. But what is the scene I just saw? Huh? With your male assistant reluctant to leave, flirting with each other, she is really a concubine.

It’s interesting and touching.”
Chapter completed!