Ning An was sweating all over. At this moment, he sat in the passenger seat and came back to his senses and was scared.

Her dissipated pupils were not put together yet, and her head was beating.

Why did she do such a stupid thing?

Ning'an...a big fool.

She cursed herself a few times in her heart, lowered her head bitterly, pressed her temples with one hand and supported the steering wheel with the other.

Why did you do such a stupid thing?

Did she not think about the consequences when she ran over?

If Song Shaoyan's reaction was a little late or his driving skills were a little worse, the two cars would hit him!

If her luck is worse, she will probably die.

Thinking of this, Ning An was covered in sweat and his face was as pale as paper.

In Bentley, Song Shaoyan stared at her for more than ten seconds, and his cold eyes passed through the glass and fell straight on her face!

Resisting the urge to curse, he turned off the engine and pushed open the car door hard.

"Bang bang"-

He knocked on Ning'an's car glass, his face gloomy and ugly.

Ning An was so scared that she had not yet come back to her senses. She was in a daze and sat in her seat.

Song Shaoyan kept knocking on the window, and Ning An opened the car door with trembling hands.

As soon as the door opened, cold air poured in.

Song Shaoyan reached out and grabbed Ning An's arm and dragged her out of the driver's seat!

"Ning'an, you fucking want to live, are you? Are you tired of living?" He scolded him.

Ning An was pulled by him, and she could feel the anger and strength on his fingers.

She raised her other hand and gently rubbed her eyebrows.

Ning An is very tall, but in front of the taller Song Shaoyan, she is still very thin and petite.

The two stood face to face, and Song Shaoyan's eyes fell on her face, sharp and cold.

Ning An lowered his head, like a child who did something wrong. He couldn't react for a long time and let him scold him.

Her ponytail spread out and her messy hair draped all over her shoulders.

I don't know where the hair was falling.

She looks innocent and pitiful.

"Don't talk anymore? I'm not very capable in normal times. I'm ruthless in talking back to me. Talking to each other!" Song Shaoyan refused to give in.

Ning An's temple was still beating, and his head hurt.

Listening to Song Shaoyan’s lesson, she remained silent for a long time.

After a while, she said softly: "I don't want to die with you if I'm tired of living, I just stepped on the accelerator as a brake."

Song Shaoyan sneered.

He doesn't believe such nonsense.

"Ning'an, do you have to make trouble with me? Isn't it good to be obedient?"

"Make a fuss?" Ning An seemed to feel a joke and sneered, "I'm like the kind of little girl who can act coquettishly? Yes, I'm the type you dislike the most, strong, ruthless, and cold-blooded. So, don't use this word for me, don't disgust me."

"Also, obedient? I'm not your accessory, I don't need to listen to you."

Song Shaoyan took a step forward and reached out to pinch her chin.

"This eloquence has not changed at all. Ning An, no matter what aspect, you are not a good wife."

"Then you divorce, you sign! Why are you still reluctant to sign?" Ning An was furious.

"Ning'an, you always tell me that you are nothing to do with other men outside. But what is the scene I just saw? Well? I'm reluctant to part with your male assistant, and I'm really touching."

"Song Shaoyan, have you seen it? That happens that I have an affair with the man outside. Do you hate me very much? Can you sign it?"
Chapter completed!