Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Chapter 2035 Thorns on the soles of the feet

"Come with me, it happens that we also need to identify the deceased," the traffic policeman said, then glanced at her again: "But try to control your emotions and don't spoil the scene."

Mu Xin wiped away her tears and nodded seriously.

It was she who followed the traffic policeman and came to Fu Zichen's side.

Mu Xin bent her knees and squatted down, almost kneeling beside him, and then slowly lifted the white burial cloth with trembling fingers.

When the face of the deceased slowly appeared in front of her, Mu Xin was stunned for a moment.

Long hair, beautiful eyes slightly opened, the long eyelashes seem to be able to blink, and a lot of blood splattered on the pale V-shaped face...

This is clearly a woman.

Mu Xin looked at the traffic police beside her: "Is this the only one who died?"

The traffic policeman nodded and said that this was the owner of the car, and the others were all passengers on the bus, who had suffered minor or serious injuries and had been sent to the hospital.

Now Mu Xin understands why when she said that she was the girlfriend of the deceased just now, the big brother of the traffic police showed such a surprised and inquisitive expression.

Because the deceased was a woman, not Fu Zichen!

Mu Xin's body softened and she sat down on the ground, wanting to laugh, but facing the poor victims, her feeling of gratitude was inappropriate.

So she gently helped the poor girl cover the white cloth again, and silently said an offense.

Then she stood up and apologized to the traffic police officer, saying that she had identified the wrong person and that she did not know the victim because her boyfriend also drove a car like this and was also driving on this road.

After explaining clearly, Mu Xin lifted the cordon again and left the accident scene.

She looked back, and breathed a long sigh of relief like the rest of her life after a catastrophe.

Just as she was about to walk back with her head down, a pair of black leather shoes appeared in her sight.

Slowly raising her head, she saw Fu Zichen wearing a black windbreaker, standing in front of her.

Just a moment ago, she thought that he had died in a car accident, but at this moment, he was standing in front of her.

In fact, Mu Xin just wanted to rush to him and hug him tightly.

But haven't lost my mind yet.

She just stood in front of him with red eyes.

Fu Zichen also stared deeply at her face, "Who were you looking for just now?"

Mu Xin glanced at the car accident and said, "I thought it was my friend who had the accident, but I misidentified the person."

He smiled faintly, as if he had seen through her clumsy lies.

Mu Xin had no choice but to change the subject: "I thought you had already arrived at the airport, but I didn't expect you to be stuck here..."

Before she finished speaking, Fu Zichen had already come to her, took her arm, and held her in his arms.

"I hear you," he said.

"What did you hear?"

"You said, you are my girlfriend."

"I'll just say that, otherwise what if the traffic police won't let me go, anyway, don't take it seriously..." Mu Xin struggled to break free from his arms.

But Fu Zichen hugged her tightly: "I saw you crying, you obviously care about me, why can't you accept me?"

His voice was already hoarse, he paused for a while, and continued: "As long as you say don't go, I will stay. No matter how many problems we have, let's solve them and face them together, okay?"

Mu Xin opened her mouth, she felt a surge of emotion in her heart, pushing her forward.

Maybe, she should give the two of them another chance...

"you……"

Before he finished speaking, his cell phone rang.

Mu Xin stopped, "You answer the phone first."

"Not in a hurry."

He took out his phone, pressed the mute button without even looking at the screen, and continued to stare into her eyes: "What am I?"

At this time, the road was cleared, the vehicles started, and slowly passed through the emergency passage on the side of the accident scene one by one.

Fu Zichen's car was still parked in place, and the driver behind his car had already started honking his horn.

The traffic was congested and it was difficult to change lanes. If Fu Zichen didn't leave, the cars behind him would also have to wait.

Mu Xin glanced at the long queue behind his car: "Get in the car first."

Fu Zichen held her hand and walked towards the car.

Mu Xin said: "You go first, I'll just wait for Uncle Zeng's car."

But Fu Zichen held her hand tightly, took her to the co-pilot's side resolutely, and opened the car door for her. "It's too dangerous to wait for the car on the side of the road. Get in my car first. Anyway, we'll be on the way."

Mu Xin still wanted to refuse, but the horns urging Fu Zichen became more frequent.

Mu Xin didn't want to cause congestion because of herself, so she got into the car.

Afterwards, Fu Zichen also got into the car and drove her towards the airport together.

After Mu Xin got in the car, she called Zeng Bo and told Zeng Bo not to worry about her. She met Fu Zichen and was in Fu Zichen's car.

The car passed by the scene of the car accident, and Mu Xin looked at the victims in the car accident again, rejoicing that it was not Fu Zichen, but also mourning for the girl who died unfortunately.

Whose daughter is she, and whose love is she?

Why is she speeding, is she ignoring traffic rules, or is she rushing to do something?

Is there anyone she wanted to see but didn't see, was there anything she wanted to say but didn't say?

And no matter what the answer is, at the moment when the accident comes, the girl will have no chance.

So, since I'm still alive, should I reveal all my knots to Fu Zichen, and should I work with him to find a way to reconcile?So as not to leave regrets.

Turning to look at Fu Zichen, his profound facial features are less immature than three years ago, more calm and mature, time waits for no one, maybe in the blink of an eye, they will all be old.

Fu Zichen also turned his head to look at her: "What was it that I didn't finish talking just now?"

Mu Xin, who had just witnessed the tragic traffic accident, saw that he was distracted, and even the car was slightly off the lane, so she quickly said, "You drive first, and we will talk about it at the airport."

Fu Zichen smiled: "Okay."

At this time, Fu Zichen's cell phone rang again, because the cell phone was placed in the middle of the car's center console, Mu Xin accidentally glanced at it, and then saw the caller's name displayed on the screen of his cell phone.

Fu Zichen took a look at it, hung up, and put the phone in his pocket.

Witnessing this series of actions, Mu Xin felt blocked, and she didn't want to say the things she didn't say.

The caller is Shi Meng.

It's not that he can't make friends with Shi Meng, he is free to make friends with whoever he wants, but the things between him and Shi Meng are like thorns in the soles of Mu Xin's feet.

When I am not walking, the pain is not obvious, and I even feel that the thorn is no longer there.

But as soon as he walked, there was only pain and awkwardness left...

So as long as Shi Meng is still among them, Mu Xin will not look back.

Half an hour later, Fu Zichen's car and Zeng Bo's car drove into the airport parking lot one after the other.

Bo Zeng helped Mu Xin take down the luggage, and Mu Xin asked Bo Zeng not to send it in, but to go back to the manor early, after all, it was getting late, and driving at night would make eyes uncomfortable.

Uncle Zeng looked at Fu Zichen and said with a smile, "Mr. Fu, then I'll leave Mu Xin to you."