Chapter 29: She's Still Afraid of Death

Lin Ruoxian stood in place......

He did not defend himself......

Is it really him?!

Hands slowly clenched into fists. Scold...... It turned out that she still overestimated him. She also thought that no matter how bad Fang Yuanxiang was, at least he would be above board.

A self-deprecating smile on his face, what a stupidity he was! From the day he threatened her, she should have recognized him as a person.

What's even more ridiculous is that even if she knew about his conspiracy, she couldn't do anything. He can only be left to do whatever he wants. Because she can't afford to gamble, she really can't afford to gamble on the lives of her father and Xinpeng.

Her heart was sour and bitter, and she could only suppress it for life. With his head down, he stepped stiffly into the car.

As soon as he fastened his seat belt, Fang Yuanxiang stepped on the accelerator suddenly, and the car flew out of the parking lot.

The back hit the back of the chair hard, and Lin Ruoxian reflexively grabbed the seat belt. Turning his head in horror to look at the man beside him.

There was still no expression on his face. The calm couldn't be calmer, but it still made people clearly feel the anger emanating from him.

His hands were tightly gripping the steering wheel, and his muscles were bulging. It seems to be venting faster and faster. Until the speedometer showed nearly 200 yards, he still didn't notice it. The whole person is immersed in a different world.

Lin Ruoxian couldn't stop trembling in the passenger seat, and her face turned blue. This was the first time she had seen Fang Yuanxiang drag racing. Usually, as long as she is in the car, he will never drive fast. Is he angry now? Is he going to kill her?

There was a chill down his spine, and if he continued like this, maybe she and he would really die in this car. She doesn't want it!

"Fang Yuanxiang !!" I couldn't hold it back, and finally screamed. originally thought that she had long been desperate for life and had long since stopped caring about life and death, but when she really passed by death, she realized that she was still very afraid of death.

She still has a lot to do. She hasn't waited for Xinpeng and Dad to wake up! She has a lot of regrets! She doesn't want to die!

Lin Ruoxian's shrill scream stimulated the eardrums. Fang Yuanxiang woke up like a dream, turned his face, and his cold eyes froze slightly when he saw the horror in her eyes. Fingers tightened.

Then, with a slam on the brakes, the steering wheel slammed to the right, and the car stopped on the side of the road amid numerous horn sounds.

Lin Ruoxian sat in the passenger seat, panting violently. The stomach is turning upside down. As soon as the car stopped, he covered his mouth and quickly pushed the car door, lying on the fence on the side of the road and vomiting wildly.

The little food in my stomach has been vomited up, but I still vomit sour water, and I am so uncomfortable that tears come out.

Fang Yuanxiang looked at her back. I wanted to go up to see how she was doing, and laughed at myself for doing it too much. His care, she never needed.

Irritated, he got out of the car, leaned against the car door, smoked a cigarette and lit it. His eyes stared blankly into the distance.

After about ten minutes, Lin Ruoxian finally felt better. took out a tissue she had with her and wiped her mouth, trying to get up, but the burst of vomiting just now had used up all her strength, and she stumbled before she could stand up straight, leaning against the car door in collapse. Tears rolled down his pale face.

Two people, at opposite ends of the car. Back to back, a few steps away, but no one tried to step over, just stood quietly.

I don't know how long it has been, but a lot of cigarette butts have accumulated at Fang Yuanxiang's feet.

The last one is extinguished, and the mood has returned to calm. When she returned to the car again, Lin Ruoxian had been waiting in the car for a long time. The two looked at each other.

"What the hell do you want?" She asked feebly, her voice thick nasal, apparently just crying.