Chapter 17 Woe is woe
Facing the woman's suspicious eyes, his eyes were cold, and he was about to speak, when suddenly the car window was knocked.
The conversation between the two was interrupted, and at the same time, they looked at a roadside traffic policeman.
"Something?" the man cast a cold gaze, with a grudge that had not ended the topic just now.
The traffic police knew that the owner of the car had an extraordinary status just by looking at the car, he was shocked by the man's eyes, lowered the brim of his hat and said to Su Wanzheng: "This young lady, you have to wear a seat belt when you sit in the co-pilot." ”
Su Wanzheng looked down, suddenly snorted softly, and hurriedly pulled out her seat belt while clasping her hands together: "I'm sorry, Uncle Traffic Police, I just quarreled with my driver and forgot." ”
Driver?
The traffic police looked at Xi Jiangran suspiciously, he looked so noble and a man, and his suit didn't look like a bargain, so he was a driver?
Xi Jiangran's eyebrows jumped silently.
A sneer overflowed from her throat, this woman will repay her eyes.
Su Wanzheng obediently ate the ticket, she lowered her head and said to the man while fastening her seat belt: "Really, why didn't you remind me when you got in ......the car?"
No sooner had she fastened her seatbelt than she felt something in the gap between her seats.
Take it out, it's a lipstick.
I can't see the brand, like the kind on Taobao that buys one and gets one free.
Su Wanzheng's fingertips were suddenly hot, and her expression became cold inch by inch until she turned white.
Xi Jiangran glanced at her sideways, opposite the woman's rolling cold gaze, she raised the lipstick in her hand, and asked word by word, "Song Liuxing's?"
When she usually questioned him, she would call "Miss Song" with a gun and a stick.
But calling her name at this moment means that Song Liuxing stepped on her death hole.
Xi Jiangran's silent expression was unclear, he didn't know if it was Song Liuxing's, but he did drive Song Liuxing to the hospital this morning.
"In the morning I took her to the hospital and left her in the car. He explained calmly.
Su Wanzheng stared at him coldly, and between her fingers she wanted to pinch off the lipstick: "Send her to the hospital, you let her sit in the co-pilot?"
What is the position of the co-pilot? Only Mrs. Xi, who has sovereignty over Xi Jiangran, is qualified to sit.
Why is she Song Liuxing?
Xi Jiangran obviously didn't understand this.
While looking at the road, he looked back at her and frowned lightly: "What's wrong?"
"What position do you think the co-pilot is, and any woman can sit in it?"
Su Wanzheng laughed angrily at his rhetorical question, she held the lipstick tightly in her hand, and the sharp edge in her eyes flashed,
"Xi Jiangran, you can mess around as much as you want, I am willing to give you a red envelope with a smile when you and Song Liuxingsheng are a dozen, but you remember that Mrs. Xi's position, from now on, will only be me. ”
"If you can't get the bone marrow of Su Che's match, you don't want to count on me to give way. ”
Xi Jiangran may not understand the meaning of the co-pilot in a woman's heart, but Su Wanzheng doesn't believe that Song Liuxing doesn't know.
The fact that the woman dared to sit here in a grand manner showed that she had the idea of coveting the position of Mrs. Xi.
Su Wanzheng suddenly remembered the first time she went to that small house, and when she saw the woman, she was dressed plainly and holding the boy named Xiaoquan.
The child's face was yellow, thin and short, as if the mother and son had just escaped from the battlefield.
In addition, Song Liuxing's eyes were red with tears, saying that she just didn't want her child to live without a father, she would not be delusional about being Mrs. Xi, and begged to let her mother and son go, Su Wanzheng felt compassion and left directly that time.
Disaster is disaster, and if she doesn't get rid of it for a day, she has now dared to sit in her place.