Song Hua was very curious about the rumored Xianting.

This man became famous at a young age and is extremely mysterious.

There are rumors about him everywhere.

But who he is is still a mystery.

Yu Tingzhi then asked: "Boss, what time is your flight tomorrow?"

Hearing this, Song Hua chuckled and said, "City C is right next to Beijing. I can drive there in an hour and a half."

City C is also known as the back garden of Beijing.

Many migrant workers who work in Beijing choose to buy houses and settle in City C because they cannot afford the high housing prices in Beijing and drive to Beijing to work.

Just because City C is not only close to Beijing, but its housing prices are only three-tenths of those in Beijing.

After finishing her words, Song Hua asked: "What about you? When will your flight be tomorrow?"

"Eight o'clock in the evening." Yu Tingzhi replied.

Song Hua nodded slightly, "Okay, if I'm fine, I'll take the opportunity."

"Um."

The two chatted for more than half an hour before hanging up the phone.

This side of the Yu family.

As soon as Yu Tingzhi hung up the phone, Fang Minghui came over and asked with concern: "How is it? Did Huahua say when she would be free?"

Yu Tingzhi looked back slightly, "She has a meeting the day after tomorrow and is going to City C. She probably won't have time until after the sixth day of the Lunar New Year."

Hearing this, Fang Minghui nodded slightly and continued: "Then we will go to the capital on the eighth day of the lunar month."

The eighth day of the lunar month has a good meaning.

"Um."

After finishing his words, Yu Tingzhi continued: "Mom, I'm going to Huahua's house now."

"Why are you in such a hurry to go to the capital?" Fang Minghui was very surprised.

Yu Tingzhi explained with a smile, "I'm going to clean her old home in Jiangcheng."

Song Hua did not rent or sell the place where she lived before.

The house still remains as it was before.

Yu Tingzhi arranged for someone to come and clean it once a week, so the house was very clean and tidy, and the windows were bright and clear.

The green plants on the balcony are also becoming more lush.

Yu Tingzhi picked up the kettle and watered the green plants.

The climate in Jiangcheng is very good, and it is like spring all year round.

It was already half past ten in the evening when we returned from Song Hua's place.

Yu Tingzhi drove the car.

The speed is neither fast nor slow.

At this moment.

boom.

While passing through a T-junction, the car was rear-ended.

Yu Tingzhi frowned without any trace, and after a moment, he opened the door and got out of the car.

The other party was a royal blue Lamborghini supercar. Due to the excessive inertia, the front of the car had been severely dented.

The rear of Yu Tingzhi's Volkswagen is also very seriously dented.

A moment.

The driver's door of the Lamborghini was also opened, and a young, beautiful and fashionably dressed woman walked out.

When the other party saw Yu Tingzhi, he was also stunned.

Nothing else.

All because this person is Song Baoyi.

Song Baoyi drove a high-profile Lamborghini supercar and wore a limited edition Chanel haute couture. She was going to attend a cocktail party, but she didn't expect to be so unlucky that she would rear end and catch up with Yu Tingzhi, a loser.

How unlucky!

Seeing Yu Tingzhi's destructive behavior, Song Baoyi's face was full of disgust, "Yu Tingzhi! What do you mean? You did it on purpose, right?"

You don't need to think about it to know that Yu Tingzhi must have seen her in the rearview mirror, so he deliberately stopped the car and allowed himself to rear-end her.

Because only in this way can Yu Tingzhi have the opportunity to get in touch with himself.

This kind of useless man is really disgusting.

Yu Tingzhi didn't even look at Song Baoyi. He took out his mobile phone and dialed, "Come to the T-intersection at No. 568 Jiangbei Road."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Song Baoyi continued: "What do you mean?"

Yu Tingzhi glanced at her and said, "I have already called the police. If you have anything to say, just tell the traffic police."

Song Baoyi narrowed her eyes.

She knew that Yu Tingzhi was deliberately delaying time with her.

She also knew that although it had been so long, Yu Tingzhi still loved her deeply.

Because cinnabar moles are always the most difficult to forget.

And she is the eternal cinnabar mole in Yu Tingzhi's heart.

In order to make Yu Tingzhi give up and stop stalking her like this, Song Baoyi continued: "Yu Tingzhi, please listen to me. A scumbag like you, even if I, Song Baoyi, die in the mud, I won't pay much attention to you."

One glance! So, don’t waste your efforts! I feel sick when I see you!”

At this moment, two men came trotting here.

"gentlemen."

One was wearing regular clothes, and the other was carrying a briefcase, a suit and leather shoes.

Yu Tingzhi looked at the two men and nodded slightly.

The traffic police also rushed over at this time and took out the alcohol detector to test the two people.

The results showed that neither of them drank alcohol.

Yu Tingzhi looked at the traffic policeman and continued: "Comrade traffic policeman, I have explained everything clearly. There is also a driving recorder in the car. I still have things to deal with now. This is my assistant and this is my lawyer.

.If you have anything to do with the perpetrator, just communicate directly with my assistant and lawyer."

"OK."

Looking at Yu Tingzhi's back as he turned away, Song Baoyi frowned slightly.

What does Yu Tingzhi mean?

Why is he gone?

What does it mean to leave an assistant and a lawyer behind?

What makes Song Baoyi even more confused is that for a waste like Yu Tingzhi, how can he have a lawyer and assistant?

Simply ridiculous!

Just when Song Baoyi was confused, a man in a suit and leather shoes walked up to her and handed out a business card with both hands, "Hello, Miss Song Baoyi, I am Mr. Xianting's personal lawyer Gu Yuanyuan. You are fully responsible for this accident. According to statistics

, you need to compensate us a total of 35,000 yuan."

Upon hearing this, Song Baoyi was stunned for a moment, and then said, "What did you call him?"

"Are you talking about Mr. Xianting?" Gu Yuanyao asked.

Mr. Xianting?

crazy!

It’s crazy!

He actually called the good-for-nothing Mr. Xianting.

Hearing this, Song Baoyi burst out laughing.

Gu Yuanyuan frowned slightly.

Is there something crazy about this woman?

Just laugh.

Thinking of this, Gu Yuanyuan took a step back.
To be continued...