Shen Fangli: "???"
Shen Fangli's pupils shook. "A car accident? Is he okay?"
Yan Xianjue reassured her and had her sit properly. "He's fine, but the other party in the accident is Lin Lang, so it's a little troublesome."
Father Shen frowned. "Then go back first. I can handle things here."
Shen Fangli nodded. "Exactly. I'm at school, so you don't need to worry about anything."
At the hospital, Yan Wan smacked Yan Ci across the back of the head without holding back at all, leaving his head buzzing.
It took him quite a while to recover before he said in disbelief, "Big Sis, I'm injured!"
"Your foot is injured, not your head," Yan Wan said coldly.
Yan Yi'an stood beside them with a frosty expression, holding Yan Ci's X-rays.
"Did you do it on purpose?"
By the time he arrived, Yan Yi'an had already investigated the entire incident.
Simply put, Yan Ci had encountered an old man running a red light while driving.
There were few pedestrians on that stretch of road, and Yan Ci had had enough room to slow down. No matter what choice he made, there should not have been an accident.
Yan Ci stiffened his neck and said nothing. Yan Wan raised her hand and smacked him again. "Talk."
Yan Ci instantly turned into a timid little quail. "...Big Sis."
Yan Wan sneered. "Got a problem with that?"
Yan Ci grinned. "No. I was worried your hand would hurt."
Yan Wan said, "Still trying to be funny?"
Yan Ci rubbed his nose, feeling that if he did not say something soon, he would be dragged out of his wheelchair and beaten. "It was nothing. When I was about to yield, I happened to see Lin Lang sitting in the car beside me."
So, as he