The Overbearing CEO's Little Wildcat (8)

Feeling a bit dizzy, she reached out and massaged her right ankle, feeling a slight sense of relief. "Don't worry, it's not broken."

Although she had tried her best to dissipate the force the moment she jumped out of the car, her ankle still got twisted.

A large hole was torn in her light blue jeans, and a big patch of skin was scraped off her knee, oozing blood.

444 let out a sigh of relief: [Phew! Good thing it's not broken, good thing it's not broken.]

One should know that Su Qiao's tragedy began after she broke her leg in this car accident.

A sudden car accident caused chaos on the bridge, with many cars rear-ending each other behind them.

Of course, the most severe was the black Cayenne closely following the BMW in the first lane on the right.

Lin Shen scrambled out of the driver's seat, pulled open the back door, and asked anxiously:

"President, are you hurt?"

He hadn't expected to experience an assassination attempt, immediately followed by a car accident.

Lin Shen felt both lingering fear and intense guilt.

"I'm sorry, the car in front suddenly swerved right and crashed into the bridge railing, and someone flew out of the car..."

With his driving skills, he shouldn't have hit the car in front.

"It's fine."

The man in the car, dressed in a black patterned shirt, showed no trace of panic on his stern face, even after such a car accident.

He shook his head, pulled off the cuff that had scratched his arm, and tossed it away. With one long stride of his legs, encased in black casual pants, he stepped out of the car.

His voice was calm: "Get someone to handle this."

Lin Shen nodded hurriedly: "Yes, I'll get someone to handle it right away, and have Ah Hong drive over."

"Mm."

Qin Mohan rubbed the bridge of his nose wearily, suppressing the irritation in his heart as he walked to the sidewalk.

He hadn't slept well for many days. He had planned to close his eyes and rest in the car for a while, but he never expected a car accident to happen.

Not far away, Su Qiao, surrounded by several car owners, felt so uncomfortable she wanted to kill someone.

She had already drunk a lot, and her head was spinning terribly.

Now, with this, her vision was filled with flashing lights.

The worst part was, her stomach was churning, and she felt like throwing up but couldn't.

[Host, I've already called 911, the ambulance will be here soon. Hang in there, don't pass out.]

444 was wary that the other party might have more tricks up its sleeve, so it vigilantly scanned the surroundings.

When it scanned a figure under a street lamp not far away, it was a bit surprised.

Huh?

Was that the man from the elevator, the one that made it instinctively fearful?

After Lin Shen finished his call, he glanced at the still-bubbling river. Just as he was about to speak to the President, he realized his President was staring at the young girl slumped on the ground not far away.

And he was looking quite intently.

Although the responsibility for today's car accident lay entirely with the young girl's car, she was now "half-dead" sitting on the ground, and as a grown man, he couldn't really get angry.

Seeing that his President seemed quite engrossed, he thought for a moment and walked over. "Hey, Miss, are you alright? Where are you hurt?"

When the young girl looked up, Lin Shen realized that she was the same drunk young girl who had crashed into their elevator not long ago.

Su Qiao hadn't expected anyone to come over and ask. Of course, she had felt the man's gaze from over there earlier, but she was too dizzy and nauseous to care.

[Host, character, character, you can't deviate too much from your character.]

When she had just "woken up" in that room, she had deviated significantly.

Because she had just arrived in this world, it had forgotten to remind her, but now she couldn't mess around anymore.

For this boss, 444 was absolutely heartbroken, feeling its importance more and more.