Woman 30: I regained my life after divorce

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that. I was just about to step on the brake, but I stepped on the accelerator instead. I'm sorry."

Song Qiang looked at Qiu Nannan with a wicked smile.

Qiu Nannan could tell at a glance that Song Qiang was doing it on purpose and was acting.

"Song Qiang, you fucking wanted to kill me on purpose, didn't you?"

Qiu Nannan roared angrily.

"Ms. Qiu, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say anything you want~"

Song Qiang still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with evil and cruelty.

Qiu Nannan and Song Qiang looked at each other briefly, then subconsciously lowered their heads.

She saw murderous intent in Song Qiang's eyes.

This kind of death stare was the first time she encountered it.

She used to always quarrel with others, but she had never encountered someone looking at her like this.

At this moment, she panicked.

She knew that Song Qiang had the ability to kill her.

"I... this might be an accident, Mr. Song, let's file an insurance claim."

Song Qiang nodded contentedly.

"Ms. Qiu, I just like people as smart as you. If I didn't know about your past bad deeds, I might have really fallen in love with you."

Qiu Nannan forced out a smile awkwardly.

After hearing what Song Qiang said, she didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Afterwards, the two of them called the insurance company separately.

While they were making the call, the traffic police on duty at the intersection ahead also rushed over.

"Although he hit you, you were driving in the wrong direction, so you are both half responsible. Do you agree?"

The traffic police asked Qiu Nannan.

"Why am I going the opposite way..."

Qiu Nannan was about to explain when she realized that she had turned the steering wheel and was indeed driving in the opposite direction.

She quickly glanced at Song Qiang's sinister eyes again, and all her complaints instantly faded.

"Okay, half and half."

"You all have insurance, right? Then just use your insurance normally. I've recorded it for you."

The traffic police took photos of the two cars with a recorder.

Qiu Nannan unbuckled her seat belt and tried to open the car door and get out.

But after pushing it twice, the car door didn't move at all.

And when she turned slightly to the left, she felt severe pain in her entire left half of the body, especially in her waist.

"I can't open the car door~ and my body hurts so much..."

Qiu Nannan burst into tears while sitting in the car.

The traffic police pulled the door handle twice but couldn't open it.

Several mechanics from the 4S shop came over and said, "Your car door is broken. It needs a hydraulic press to break it open violently. Otherwise, you can get out from the other side."

"I can't move..."

Qiu Nannan was still crying loudly.

"Call an ambulance."

The traffic police said to Song Qiang.

Song Qiang pretended to be honest and nodded.

"I'll call now."

Just when the scene was in chaos, the insurance company's adjuster also arrived and took various photos at the scene.

Qiu Nannan sat in the car, like a monkey in a zoo, being stared at in various ways.

"Let me out, it really hurts~", Qiu Nannan cried miserably.

“Just break the door and claim the insurance normally,” said the adjuster.

The mechanic brought a hydraulic press and broke open the door on the driver's side.

Seeing her beloved car, which she had bought less than two years ago, smashed into this state, Qiu Nannan cried even more heartbreakingly.

Seeing Qiu Nannan crying madly, Song Qiang's anger subsided a little.

"Woman, this is what happens if you offend me! I, Song Qiang, will be a strong man who conquers women!"

Song Qiang was secretly delighted in his heart and began to imagine Zhao Yang kneeling in front of him and begging for mercy.

"Sir, sir..."

The 4S store staff whispered in Song Qiang's ear.

Song Qiang turned around and asked blankly, "What's the matter?"

"Your car?"

"Oh, let's tow it into your shop and fix it together. It doesn't matter where we fix it, it's just an old junk car."

This car is the one driven by Zhao Yang's father, and it is more than 20 years old.

Back then, only the best of the best could drive this car.

Twenty years later, this car has become an antique, but it still exudes a noble temperament.

Ever since Zhao Yang's father passed away, the car has been parked in the underground garage, undergoing regular maintenance, and no one has ever driven it.

Song Qiang drove this car out this time just to piss off Zhao Yang.

When Zhao Yang heard Qiu Nannan read out the license plate number just now, she was already furious, but because there was a monthly summary meeting today, she had been suppressing her anger and not exploding.

After the meeting, Zhao Yang called Song Qiang immediately.

Zhao Yang? I want to see what state she is in now.

Song Qiang happily answered the phone.

"Hey, wife, you are so busy with your work, do you still have time to call me?"

Song Qiang asked sarcastically.

"Song Qiang, I don't want to say another word to you. I just tell you to drive back the car that my father left behind as soon as possible. You are not allowed to move it again in the future," Zhao Yang shouted harshly.

"Oh, we probably can't go back now."

Song Qiang sighed and said, his tone full of gloating.

"Why can't we drive back? Give me a reason!" Zhao Yang asked.

"Your dad's old car may have fallen into disrepair after a long time. The accelerator and brakes are not working well. I wanted to step on the brakes just now, but I stepped on the accelerator and hit Qiu Nannan."

There are multiple meanings in Song Qiang's words.

How could Zhao Yang not hear it?

"You bumped into Qiu Nannan? Humph, you did it on purpose!" Zhao Yang sneered.

"No, I don't know why it was such a coincidence that I just happened to meet her," Song Qiang said in a mean way.

"Song Qiang! I'm telling you, don't play tricks on me anymore. You only have one choice now, lower your head and come back to me, and I will forgive you for what happened in the past."

In Zhao Yang's opinion, this was the biggest concession she had ever made.

Song Qiang laughed with disdain. He had had enough of this kind of life without dignity over the years.

Now, he wants to break away from Zhao Yang's suppression and do whatever he wants.

"Zhao Yang, why don't we get divorced. Instead of hurting each other, it's better to part ways amicably," Song Qiang said with a smile.

Zhao Yang burst into laughter, his laughter was more manly than any other man.

But this laughter was filled with anger, hatred, and unwillingness.

"Song Qiang, you've eaten my food, worn my clothes, and slept with me all these years, but now you want to leave without saying anything. Aren't you taking me too seriously?"

"Heh~ Zhao Yang, what do you want?"

"Divorce is not in my dictionary."

"What's that?"

"Widowed!"