Chapter 207: Brother Chao, I Lack That Money?
Shu Qing bruised his arm, but it didn't matter.
She didn't want Xiaohong to see it, so she loosened her sleeve and fell, covering the injury on her elbow.
"It's okay, this time, thank you so much." Shu Qing said in a low voice.
She saw it.
When the car rushed over, Lin Yue was sitting in the back seat.
Lin Yue's face, even if it turned to ashes, she knew it.
At this moment, she was really scared.
What's wrong with this world, can rich and powerful people really do whatever they want?
She and Lin Yue have no enmity against each other, but she wants to kill her everywhere!
Shu Qing took a deep breath and looked back, she was a little worried about Yaya, if Yaya was targeted by Lin Yue again, I don't know if she would have such good luck again.
No way.
She had to warn Yaya.
"Okay, I'll take that thank you. But what about Chao Ye's side? He has been waiting for you for an answer for so many days, what do you say? Xiaohong asked.
She is the person next to Chao Song, Chao Song was only interested in Shu Qing's feelings at first, and later wanted to tear up her umbrella...... However, after getting along, she could feel that Chao Song really wanted to love Shu Qing as a sister.
Simple, just a sister.
Shu Qing was stunned, these days, she was immersed in her father's incident, but she forgot about Chao Song, which made her a little ungrateful.
"I'll call Mr. Chao!"
Shu Qing said, looked down and took out his mobile phone, and found that it was broken again.
She's broken several phones lately.
Every mobile phone dies with a story.
But every story is inseparable from her bad luck.
"Let's get in the car first, do you need to go to the hospital like this? If I don't need it, I'll go to the pharmacy and buy some potions and I'll be back right away. Xiaohong said.
She has been with Chao Song for so long, and her ability to observe words and emotions is already extremely in place.
When Shu Qing just pulled the sleeve, she saw it.
If she is hurt, she doesn't say it, she can endure it by herself, but she still has a little thought, so Xiaohong will not be too strict with her.
Xiaohong's car, a white BMW, just hit the moment the left side of the front of the car was recessed, and the headlights fell out, which needed to be overhauled.
Shu Qing was in a trance for a moment, thinking about how much money he still had in his hand, and whether he could afford to pay for this car repair fee...... The door in the back seat of the BMW has been opened.
Chao Song, who was pale and sickly, was sitting in the car and turned his head to look at her: "What are you doing stupidly?" Get in the car! ”
Compared with the first time I met her in the casino, his attitude towards her is really much better.
At that time, in order to pay off her father's gambling debts, she almost drank herself to death, and stabbed Gu Shaoqiang's thing with a knife.
Now, I can get him to protect him wholeheartedly.
Taking a deep breath, feeling that he owed him more and more, Shu Qing bent down and sat in the car, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'll find a way to give the money for car repairs." ”
Probably, it takes a lot of money.
Of course, Shu Qing didn't expect that Chao Song had been sitting in the car just now, and she thought it was only Xiaohong.
"Brother Chao, I lack that money?"
Chao Song wanted to smoke, but he held back.
He squinted at her, the tip of his tongue curling in his lips, and said, "It's just a car, not as important as you." Feelings, what I told you a few days ago, how did you think about it? ”
My mother's condition is getting worse every day, and occasionally she always wanders and recognizes the wrong person.
She always said that her sister was back, and then hugged the air and shouted.
Chao Song thought a lot, afraid that this was a return to the light, but it was impossible!
No, it won't.
Mother is not old, so she will not return to the light so quickly.
Having said that, I want to think like this, but Chao Song's mood to find comfort back is more urgent.
"You come back with me." He said in a low voice, and his sickly face was full of melancholy.