She could see that Yan Ziqing and Anno loved each other deeply, but why couldn't they be together?

Grasping her phone, her palms were covered with sweat.

After a while, she seemed to have made up her mind, picked up her mobile phone and dialed Yan Ziqing's number, and said secretly in her heart, Nuonuo, don't blame me, for Duoduo, I am for the child.

"Sister Orange, is there something wrong?" the mobile phone was connected, and Yanzi's deep voice came out.

"Yan San, where are you?"

"I'm ...... What's going on near the Yindu Building?

Isn't that very close to the airport? It's about half an hour away. Xia Yucheng hurriedly shouted at the phone: "Yan San, hurry up, go to the airport, Nuo Nuo...... Nono ......"

The other end was silent for two seconds, and nothing came from them, but they hung up with a snap.

Xia Yucheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but then his mood became complicated again, is it right or wrong to do this?

……

In the parking lot near the Yindu Building, Yan Ziqing and his assistant had just finished negotiating a contract with the secretary and were about to return to the company when they received a call from Xia Yucheng.

Of course, the assistant and the secretary didn't know what kind of phone call it was, but they only knew that their Yan Zong's face was gloomy and frightening.

After he finished the phone, he went straight to his car, and without saying a word, the car left the parking lot with a roar.

"Mr. Yan, this is ......," the little secretary hugged Wen Jiàn with a puzzled expression.

"Let's go back to the company!" the assistant said calmly, after seeing more of the world.

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"Damn!" In the car, Yan Ziqing's face was pale, he held the steering wheel with one hand, and smashed the steering wheel with one hand into a fist.

In fact, he should have thought that Anno had been scaryly behaved in the past few days. She did not refuse his proximity, did not refuse him to continue to live with her, did not even refuse to make out with him.

Thinking of her meekly bearing his unrestrained possession-possession-taking-taking in his arms at night, Yan Ziqing's heart was annoyed and distressed.

How dare she? How could she bear it? Why would she leave no room for it?

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Anno's number, which was full of electronic prompts that had been turned off. He angrily threw his phone in the passenger seat, looking at the road in front of him, and his mind was full of Anno's resolute expression.

Stepping on the accelerator to the bottom, he was really flustered like never before.

Wait for me! Wait for me!

At the red light ahead, he still didn't slow down, and the car rushed over.

A normally moving container truck on the left couldn't avoid it and crashed into it. The black Porsche was knocked out by the tremendous force of the impact.

On the road, there was a loud noise followed by panic.

Enduring the intense dizziness and nausea, Yan Ziqing moved his body with extreme difficulty, desperately trying to get out of the airbag and the deformed cab.

"Sir, are you alright?" The container truck is large, but the front of the truck is slightly deformed, and the driver is safe and sound.

Yan Ziqing took out his wallet from the pocket of his clothes, stuffed a gold card in the driver's hand, and then took off the Patek Philippe on his wrist and stuffed it to the truck driver.

"Let's go to the hospital! I don't know who said it enthusiastically.

At this time, it is almost noon, although the midsummer has passed, but the autumn sun cannot be ignored. But under the sunny weather, Yan Ziqing's face was pale, his clothes were dirty, and he was extremely wolf.

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