Chapter 996 Doesn't it really hurt here?
Chapter 996 Doesn't it really hurt here?
Ling Ya and Deng Min looked tired, but their eyes shone with undisguised joy as they walked out of the shopping center hand in hand. A black luxury van was already parked smoothly by the roadside. Upon seeing them, the driver, Xiao Zhuang, quickly got out of the car, hurried around to the back seat, and respectfully invited the two of them into the car while holding the roof with one hand. He then gently closed the door with a "bang" before returning to the driver's seat and smoothly merging the car into traffic.
Ling Ya leaned back in her chair, let out a soft sigh, and said with emotion, "Zijing has caused quite a bit of trouble over the years. I thought he would stay single for the rest of his life, but I didn't expect that God would take pity on him and finally bring Xiao Ran back."
Deng Min chimed in with a smile, "It's all about fate. What's meant to be will be."
“That’s right.” Ling Ya nodded and said, “Seeing Ayi meet that girl Qianqian, I can finally put my mind at ease. Amin, Ayi will be getting married soon, so you should change your temper. I know Ayi cares about you, but he always stands up for you. How many scars has he gotten on his body? Look at the marks on his arm, every single one of them was for you. Doesn’t it really hurt here?” She raised her hand and gently patted Deng Min’s chest.
Deng Min lowered her head, about to speak, when the car suddenly stopped at a red light—a loud bang was heard as the rear of the car was slammed into it, and the two of them were thrown forward by inertia. Fortunately, the seat belts held them back from hitting the front seats.
"Madam! How are you? Are you injured?" Xiao Zhuang, pale-faced, hurriedly turned around to ask.
Ling Ya composed herself and shook her head: "We're fine. Xiao Zhuang, go down and see what happened."
Xiao Zhuang quickly got out of the car and ran to the back to check. He saw a dilapidated van had rear-ended the vehicle, and a burly man with a fierce face was standing next to it, hands on his hips cursing: "Do you even know how to drive? You could have made it, why did you stop!"
Suppressing his anger, Xiao Zhuang said coldly, "Master, watch your mouth! You rear-ended me, and now you want to bite back? Who gave you the guts!" As he spoke, he took out his phone and dialed Deng Zhouyi's number.
Upon hearing the words "bite back," the man immediately flew into a rage and shoved Xiao Zhuang. Xiao Zhuang stumbled and bumped into the car. Just then, the call connected. He made a warning gesture to the other party, pointed at the man, and said in a deep voice into the phone, "Assistant Deng, Madam's car was rear-ended at the red light intersection on Nancheng Avenue. The other party is very arrogant."
At this moment, Deng Zhouyi was in his office, extremely anxious, a phone between his fingers, his brows furrowed in worry. Hearing Xiao Zhuang's words, he immediately spoke into one of the phones, instructing, "Keep an eye on Madam, don't let her be frightened, I'm coming right away!"
After hanging up the phone, he turned to another phone and said with a forced smile, "Second Aunt and Second Uncle, I'll transfer the red envelope right away. Thank you both and our relatives for your help in saying a few good words for Qianqian's parents. I'll remember this kindness! That's all for now, I have something urgent to attend to. I'll call you back later, bye!"
After hanging up the phone, he grabbed his coat from the back of his chair and dialed another number as he walked out: "Tie Niu, bring a few brothers and come with me. South City Avenue, red light intersection, quick!" Before he finished speaking, he had already disappeared out of the office door.
On this side of the intersection, the burly man was still causing trouble, pointing at Xiao Zhuang's nose and cursing. Ling Ya watched through the car window, her brows furrowed, while Deng Min gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes—how could such a wretched thing have to happen on such a peaceful day?
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