The valuable snow-colored shirt was stained, Gong Siyu's phoenix eyes were soaked in cold, and he stood up from the ground with a slow and elegant manner, his wrist was broken because it rubbed against the ground, but it was not injured.

There was chaos around, about six or seven pedestrians were hit, some seriously injured, some only with minor abrasions, and many people gathered around.

And the driver who hit a lot of people in a row and also hit and run.

Soon, several male drivers who saw uneven roads blocked the road, smashed the car window door, pulled him out of the car, kicked him, tied him to the scene of the accident, dialed 100, and waited for the police and ambulance to come.

Among all the people who were hit, Gong Siyu looked at it and found that the most seriously injured should be an old man with gray hair and Jiang Weizi.

But......

The dark and indifferent phoenix eyes were full of cold stars, as if he couldn't hear the noise around him, Gong Siyu quietly looked down at the woman lying on the ground who was unconscious and couldn't move, her eyes were not wavering, and even the cold was outrageous.

His eyes are dark, his brain is racing, he is analyzing, he is observing, he is recalling, trying to find what is wrong.

A daughter of the Jiang family, although not as good as a wealthy family like the Gong family, she is also a glamorous lady.

But he asked him to meet him in a cheap café on a noisy street in the old town.

This is very unreasonable.

Second.

His private phone number is extremely confidential, and few outsiders know about it, even if it is a business partner, they don't know his private number, so the question is, how did Jiang Weizi get his number?

Meet, confess, and then he meets the driver who wants to hit him.

Is this a coincidence, or is it deliberate?

Gong Siyu never believed that this was a coincidence, but soon, the deliberate conspiracy he guessed was shaken by the driver who caused the accident.

It seems that he is a mentally ill person, if it is a deliberate plot, how can he explain the innocent people he knocked down?

But if it was a coincidence, this Jiang Weizi was desperate to save him and pushed him away......

Do you think Gong Siyu will be grateful for this woman who saved her life and change her opinion?

No, you're wrong.

Gong Siyu not only didn't think so, but also felt that this was just this woman's bitter trick.

Trying to get close to him by saving his life?

Gong Siyu didn't hear the noisy discussion around him, but he suddenly realized that the hem of his suit pants was gently pulled.

Eyes downward, eyebrows raised, corners of the mouth twitched.

It's Jiang Weizi.

Her forehead was broken, and the corners of her mouth were overflowing with blood, she should have been bleeding internally, the snow-white gauze skirt was stained red with blood, which was shocking, and a bone in her calf pierced the flesh and skin tissue, revealing it.

Apparently, her leg was broken.

To be honest, this bump is a bit heavy.

"How?" The sound seemed to seep into the ice ballast.

"Young Master Gong...... I hurt ......."

Tears flowed through the corners of Jiang Weizi's eyes, she was really in pain, and her whole body was in severe pain, not pretending.

Lying on the ground delicately and pitifully, Jiang Weizi thought that as long as she saved the life of this cold and terrible man, his frozen heart might have a slight crack.

However, hearing this, the corners of Gong Siyu's lips outlined a sneer, and kicked away Jiang Weizi's hand that was dragging the side of his pants, Gong Siyu was condescending, and Sen Han said: "It hurts? What's this pain in your eyes? She lost blood all over her body, and the pain when her internal organs melted was a hundred times more than yours, do you think I will be pitiful? I have...... Let you save me? ”

Hearing Jiang Weizi admit in person, this kind of twin Gu was indeed taken away by Jiang Weizi and her father from Wen Yu's hands.

The accomplices mentioned by Wen Yu are these two people.

The woman who almost killed Kiyuno...... The one in front of me who was hit by a car also has a copy.

If it weren't in public, if it wasn't in the right place.

Gong Siyu had long wanted to kill this woman on the spot.

The driver did what he wanted.

The mist in her eyes was slightly misty, soaked in unconcealable astonishment and sadness, and in the face of Gong Siyu's ruthlessness and coldness, Jiang Weizi's crying pear blossoms brought rain.

It's just that the onlookers around who don't know the truth.

I thought that the woman on the ground and the extremely handsome man standing were a couple.

Seeing that the man was ruthless, some people began to point fingers at Gong Siyu, and there were even guests who had drinks in the same café as Gong Siyu Jiang Weizi, and recognized the two, in that way:

"She's your girlfriend, right? I just saw her push you away in order to save you, why are you still so cold? Hurry up and take someone to the hospital! At this point, the imperial capital is congested, and the ambulances and police don't know when they will arrive! ”

It was a woman in her thirties who wore gold and silver.

When the woman's words fell, Gong Siyu's cold and gloomy terrible eyes were projected on the person who spoke, and his pupils were warm and cold.

"She's not my girlfriend, I do."

The voice was full of anger.

"Oh, what's wrong with not being a girlfriend? The girl saved you, you don't know how to be grateful, and you still treat her like this? Can't take her to the hospital? Be a man, speak of conscience! ”

Gong Siyu frowned, he hates it most when someone doesn't know the cause and effect, so he casually talks about benevolence, righteousness and morality, thinking that he knows everything.

“……”

Ignoring it directly, Gong Siyu turned around and prepared to leave.

He felt that he could leave Jiang Weizi here and wait for death.

However, the woman in her thirties who saw an uneven road blocked his way.

"You can't go, you can't leave someone's little girl here, she was in a car accident and was injured so badly, are you a man?"

Without saying a word, Gong Siyu took out his wallet and threw 1,000 on Jiang Weizi's body first.

"Wreath money."

counted another 2,000 and threw it on Jiang Weizi's face.

"Cremation money."

Then he hurriedly wrote a check for 100,000 yuan, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it on Jiang Weizi's head.

"The cemetery money is not enough for your father to ask me for it."

Gong Siyu's actions shocked the people around him, and many people took out their mobile phones to shoot videos there before.

And at this moment, Gong Siyu heard two female students behind him who had just finished school and looked like high school students talking in a whisper, although the voice was small, but it just entered his ears.

"Yunhe, I think I've learned a new routine in writing! The female partner saved the male protagonist from being hit by a car, according to the old routine, the male protagonist should be grateful, and he picked up the female partner in a hurry, got into a luxury car, rushed into the hospital to save people, and then thanked the female partner for saving his life, at this time he got bad news, the female partner because of the heart failure of the male protagonist, all kinds of failure, going to die, and then the male protagonist in order to repay the favor, endure the pain and separate from the female protagonist, all kinds of dog blood ......"

"Well, but right now, this man who is more handsome than the male protagonist has broken through the traditional bloody routine, but I'm making up another conspiracy theory in my brain......" The cool handsome girl named Yunhe touched her chin and said thoughtfully.

"What?"

"The female partner who fell in a pool of blood to save the male protagonist is actually a conspiracy! It's all planned! In order to separate the male and female protagonists! ”

"Can you tell me more about it?"

Gong Siyu listened to the conversation between the two students, first raised his eyebrows, and then stared back at the two female students.

They all wore school uniforms and wore student name tags around their necks.

One is called Ye Nailiang, and the other is called Yunhe.

"Tell me about it too."

Gong Siyu waved away the 30-year-old woman who was blocking the way with one hand, looked down at the two female high school students, and said coldly with interest.