Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

Chapter 563: Last Words

The light purple McLaren was speeding along the wide road, bypassing all the red lights without slowing down at all.

The black car following closely behind maintained a suitable distance. The driver, while following the McLaren's steering wheel, asked in confusion, "Why does the young lady keep changing lanes?"

Qi Tai, who was in the passenger seat, stared intently at the sports car in front of him. The next second, he sat up straight and said, "Something happened!"

Tang Ming was driving and immediately became alert when he heard this.

Sure enough, the next second, the sports car turned on its hazard lights and honked its horn all the way.

"It happened!"

Tang Ming immediately accelerated his car and caught up with him. He threw his phone to Qi Tai and said, "Report the situation to the boss immediately!"

......

Behind a tightly closed door, people inside were happily conducting business negotiations.

Qi Jin stood at the door and glanced at the time. It had been almost ten minutes since the young lady left, and it seemed that Young Master Ling had not finished the conversation in the house yet.

Qi Jin thought about it and walked forward to knock on the door. Compared to business, he felt that Master Ling would care more about Master Song's safety.

The next second, a man's clear voice came from inside, "Come in."

Qi Jin pushed the door open and saw Ling Shao and the foreign man sitting on the sofa. They seemed to be chatting smoothly and looked in a good mood.

"Is there something?" Ling Che turned around and asked when he saw him come in.

Qi Jin stood behind him, handed him the phone, bent down and whispered in his ear, "Mr. Ling, Mr. Song was in a car accident, and his wife has gone to the hospital first."

Hearing this, Ling Che immediately frowned and said to Anthony, "Sorry, I have something urgent to deal with."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, picked up his phone and prepared to go out. Just as he reached the door and was about to call Qiao Ruyi, the phone in his hand immediately rang.

He glanced at the incoming call and quickly picked it up.

"Mr. Ling, it looks like the brakes on the Madam's car may have failed. She was driving too fast. We are trying our best to catch up."

On the other end of the phone, Qi Tai stared at the sports car ahead and spoke quickly, "The young lady has been changing lanes to avoid traffic and pedestrians, and now she's driving onto the Jianggang Bridge!"

Ling Che's brows furrowed sharply as he listened, and a biting coldness immediately emanated from his body.

He quickly checked the location, then turned around and asked coldly, "Where's Ou Zilin?"

......

In a corner of the show, there stood a tall and handsome figure. He wore a simple white T-shirt with a sky blue shirt on the outside, a pair of loose washed blue jeans on the bottom, and a black backpack slung across his body, looking very youthful.

Especially when the light shines on her dark blue wolf tail, it makes her fair and delicate facial features look beautiful and cool.

Fang Ran was surrounded by many reporters, famous foreign designers and model agents. Everyone was very interested in the new oriental face that appeared on the show. The reporters seized the opportunity to interview her, and when the agents learned that she had no agency, they all handed over their business cards and wanted to sign her.

Fang Ran was surrounded and listened to their foreign language conversations. He refused many times but to no avail.

Just then, a tall and stern man came over to help her out. After speaking a few words in various languages, the group of foreigners left with regret on their faces.

Fang Ran looked at him, his tense state suddenly relaxed, and asked, "You are here too?"

Ou Zilin's eyes remained calm as he nodded, "Yes."

Fang Ran was just about to say that she and her friends came to see the show, when she suddenly remembered that Song Xilan had gone out to make a phone call and had not returned yet.

She picked up her phone from her bag and just saw the message in the group.

She suddenly thought of something and held the phone in front of Ou Zilin, "It seems something happened to your friend."

Just then, Ou Zilin's cell phone rang.

"Get to the parking lot!"

At the other party's words, Ou Zilin's calm pupils suddenly tightened. Without saying anything to Fang Ran, he ran towards the parking lot as fast as the wind.

......

On the wide road in the dark night, the roar of motorcycle engines resounded throughout the street, and the lightning speed blurred all the scenery behind it.

The roar of the engine was like that of a wild beast. The man tightened the accelerator with both hands and shuttled through the endless stream of vehicles like an eagle breaking through the darkness.

The pair of sharp and cold eyes under the helmet were always staring at the location in the mobile phone on the motorcycle. The flashing red dot in the location was on the Jianggang Bridge, and it was moving forward rapidly at a speed of 160.

The speed of the sports car was beyond the reach of Ling Che's Lincoln extended car today, so he could only steal Ou Zilin's motorcycle to chase Qiao Ruyi's car.

It was not until he got on the Jianggang Bridge that he understood why Qiao Ruyi had to change lanes and get on the bridge when the brakes failed.

It was obvious that under the bridge was her best chance to stop the car. She could use any vehicle or green belt to ram her car to force it to stop, but there was a great possibility of hurting innocent pedestrians.

But Qiao Ruyi chose to go on the bridge because there were few vehicles on the bridge at that time and the bridge was hundreds of miles long.

She was gambling with her own life. If she won, she would be rescued. If she lost, the out-of-control sports car would crash into the bridge and rush into the bottomless lake.

If this is the case, not only people but even the cars will be destroyed.

She would rather crash off a bridge than hurt innocent people.

Ling Che's face was tense, he was anxious and angry!

To him, nothing is more important than Qiao Ruyi's life.

But obviously, Qiao Ruyi didn't think so.

He stepped on the accelerator and the motorcycle sped onto the Jianggang Bridge.

At this moment, the phone that showed the distance to the location was getting closer suddenly rang.

Caller: Yes.

Ling Che's pupils shrank suddenly and he quickly picked up the phone.

On the other end of the line came the sound of a sports car horn, followed by a slight trembling sound.

"Ling, Ling Che..."

Qiao Ruyi held the steering wheel with both hands, trying her best to balance the sports car that was about to lose control. Her red eyes stared at the dark bridge port in front of her that was so dark that she could not see the end.

"I'm here."

The other party's two short words made Qiao Ruyi's eyes fill with tears.

She had just called the traffic police for help. Fortunately, the bridge was quite long, so she still had time to call Ling Che.

In fact, there were so many things she wanted to say, but the moment she heard his voice, she didn't know what to say. She just really wanted to hear his voice again.

"Qiao Ruyi?"

The other party's voice was a little anxious. Even though Qiao Ruyi couldn't see him, she knew that he must be frowning again.

"Ling Che, are you happy today?" Qiao Ruyi's voice trembled when she asked this question.

"Of course." Ling Che stared at the sports car ahead, flashing its hazard lights. "My wife has finally given me a legitimate status. How can I not be happy?"

Just be happy.

Qiao Ruyi's tears fell. The bridge was about to end. She didn't want to drive her out-of-control car towards the crowd. If she couldn't be rescued later, she would drive off the bridge without hesitation.

time is limited.

She suppressed her sobs and said, "Ling Che, the password to all my bank accounts is your birthday..."

"The expensive jewelry you gave me is in our family safe. The password is our wedding anniversary..."

Ling Che frowned, "Qiao Ruyi, are you leaving any last words?"