Ren Lu hung up the phone, but her words of "pay attention to safety" still echoed in Yi Jiayin's ears.

The car was swaying wildly, which made me dizzy. Yi Jiayin quickly grabbed the handle on the carport.

Nothing could be taken out, and the hanging ornaments and tissue boxes in the car were scattered on the carpet of the car.

"What's wrong?!"

Yi Jiayin's cell phone clicked and slid under the seat. She just hung up the phone and was thrown out by the force of inertia before she could put it in her small satchel.

The driver was in the front, and he said something that was not nice. He turned the steering wheel hard, honked the horn, and said to Yi Jiayin in the back seat, "Passenger, I'm sorry, something happened. Are you in a hurry?"

It was thought that someone might have driven away and the driver was hiding to avoid being hit.

Yi Jiayin said understandingly, "I'm not in a hurry, safety comes first."

"That's weird, do you have any friends behind you?"

"No." Yi Jiayin was a little confused as to why the driver asked so suddenly.

"These cars are noobs. They make me so angry."

Not long after, there was a traffic jam ahead, and the traffic was not smooth. The driver was afraid that he would be anxious, so he asked again, "Little girl, we may have to be stuck in traffic for a while. The road is blocked."

"It's okay, just drive normally."

What can you do if you are stuck in a traffic jam? Taxis are not Transformers. They can transform into flies on the street and open a path to the sky.

"That's fine, okay, I won't rush forward. Just now, a convoy of several cars suddenly rushed out. It was scary. There were silver cars in front of us and behind us. I don't know what this convoy is for.

, how about we hide for a while."

"Well, the motorcade?" Yi Jiayin then glanced outside.

There were indeed several silver cars everywhere, surrounding the two of them. One car was very rude and deliberately squeezed them, which was really excessive.

The traffic jam turned into a still picture, and the car stopped under the overpass, motionless. "It's time to get on the bridge. It seems to be slow here. It seems we don't have to worry. The red light seems to last more than a hundred seconds."

"So long? It seems like you always take this road. It's awesome. I don't come here very often." The driver also said with relief, "Thank you for your understanding, customer. If you encounter someone who is fussy about this, you have to blame me.

It’s a detour.”

Faced with the driver’s chatter, Yi Jiayin’s choices could be:

1. Follow the driver's words and chat with him. 2. Smile, be perfunctory, and finally shut up. 3. Respond to the driver and show your personality. 4. Pretend to be busy and refuse to chat.

Yi Jiayin chooses 5. Silence is the most silent and explosive thing.

Because her attention had shifted to the car on the left, staring at Yi Jiayin alone made her very uncomfortable.

Feeling the nauseating buffing effect of the burning eyes and the somewhat malicious attention, Yi Jiayin's scalp felt numb and her heart felt sick.

Bad luck! Look at the hammer!

Yi Jiayin let down her hair tucked behind her ears, covering her face.

Out of sight, the mind is pure.

Because she had had two haircuts, her hair was already shoulder-length, and her red hair hung just over her shoulders, making the woman look fair and beautiful, which attracted people in the car next to her to lower their windows and prepare to strike up a conversation.

Yi Jiayin seemed to hear a whistle.

The quality is so low.

But no matter what, the car moved.

Slowly, like a snail, is better than motionless.

As we walked faster here, the car was gradually left behind. At this time, Yi Jiayin had no choice but to bend down and pick up the phone.

"Eh? It's broken?!" Yi Jiayin touched the phone that had no response at all, unable to believe that this was the truth.

"Sorry, Lulu, I'll go to the mobile phone repair shop first." After Yi Jiayin sent the WeChat message, she discussed changing the route with the driver.

"I know where there is a small shop, let's go this way." The driver enthusiastically helped. With a quick reply, the car emerged from the traffic jam and turned to the side road. The white and blue lights in front of the shops on the street

Flashing, Yi Jiayin couldn't help but close her eyes.

A screen appeared.

Huge light, blue light—

Yi Jiayin opened her eyes again and saw that she was looking up, her life hanging by a thread.

There is nothing above.
Chapter completed!