The passers-by are vicious

Jiang Wanwan took Zhou Jinyu out of the customer group. She didn't expect that Zhou Jinyu's family background was so high that he could win the favor of the old man.

At this moment, she felt an angry gaze and turned her head slightly to see that it was Lu Shan standing not far away. Her father Luke also had a gloomy face and glanced at the two of them from time to time.

Jiang Wanwan raised her eyebrows. It seemed that the Lu family's purpose of attending the banquet today was to see Zhou Jinyu.

Professor..., could it be that Lu Shan has a crush on Zhou Jinyu? I'm afraid it's not just Zhou Jinyu... but the Zhou family behind him.

Just as Jiang Wanwan was thinking, Uncle Jiang walked over with a smile on his slightly wrinkled face and golden light in his eyes.

"Wanwan, I haven't met your friend yet. Hello, Mr. Zhou. I'm Wanwan's second uncle Jiang Fa."

"Second uncle."

Jiang Wanwan was not surprised to see Second Uncle Jiang coming over. After all, Grandpa had made it clear that he wanted to hand over the family business to his father, and Second Uncle Jiang had always been unwilling to accept that. Now that he heard about Zhou Jinyu's identity, he was probably having some new thoughts.

Jiang Xiyao, who was wearing a pink dress, also followed Uncle Jiang with a frown on her face.

When he saw Zhou Jinyu, he nodded at him with surprise, "Mr. Zhou," and then stood silently beside Uncle Jiang.

"Hello, Uncle Jiang." Zhou Jinyu naturally noticed that Jiang Wanwan and Uncle Jiang didn't seem to be very close, so she just raised her chin slightly and nodded.

Those light brown eyes showed no emotion when they looked at Uncle Jiang and Jiang Xiyao, with a hint of indifference and aloofness that could not be concealed.

Uncle Jiang naturally noticed Zhou Jinyu's different treatment and was angry.

But thinking of Zhou Jinyu's identity, he still put on a friendly smile and said, "By the way, I haven't introduced you yet. This is my daughter and Wanwan's sister, Jiang Xiyao. They have a very good relationship..."

Hearing Uncle Jiang's words, Jiang Wanwan sneered without hesitation, "It's true that they are very good. I can't get used to not quarreling every day."

Zhou Jinyu was not surprised to hear this. Instead, she felt that Jiang Wanwan should be able to say whatever she wanted to say, which was really cute.

Uncle Jiang didn't expect Jiang Wanwan to be so disrespectful to him, and he almost couldn't maintain the kind expression on his face.

I could only force a smile: "Wanwan is still so fond of joking."

After saying that, he stretched out his arm and pushed Jiang Xiyao, causing her to stagger forward two steps to shorten the distance between her and Zhou Jinyu.

Uncle Jiang then waved his hand in satisfaction and said, "You guys enjoy yourself, I have guests to entertain." After saying that, he winked at Jiang Xiyao, then turned around and smiled at Zhou Jinyu.

Just as he turned around, there was an expression of anger on his face. He tugged at his suit and then greeted other guests with a smile and chatted with them.

Jiang Xiyao, who was pushed forward by her father, had a changed expression on her face. She glanced at Zhou Jinyu, who was standing there, elegant and restrained, not even giving her a glance.

I cursed in my heart why everyone who met Jiang Wanwan acted like a demon. He didn't even glance at a beautiful woman like me standing in front of him. Was he a man?

With a slightly frown on her innocent face, she looked at Jiang Wanwan with a worried look on her face, "Cousin Wanwan, why isn't Brother Long here today? Isn't he your husband?"

.........

A black car was speeding on the high bridge. Long Chen, who was sitting in the car, was looking at his wife's missed call on the phone and was about to call back when suddenly a motorcycle overtook him.

Long Chen's pupils contracted suddenly, and his hands quickly pressed the steering wheel, but his palms were tightly gripping the steering wheel, veins bulging, and the tires scraped across the ground, splashing hot sparks.

With a loud "boom", the car body hit the guardrail next to it.

Long Chen in the carriage was shocked and dazed. After he recovered for a while, he felt dizzy.

The airbag in the car popped out, bouncing Long Chen in the driver's seat.

Long Chen covered his injured forehead with his hands. Even though the blood had already invaded his eyes, his stern expression did not change at all. He fumbled in his pocket with great effort, took out his cell phone and dialed 120.

He now needs doctors and nurses, and also needs to rush back to the Jiang family to attend his grandfather's birthday party.

All of this made Long Chen extremely anxious. He even forgot to call the police. He just wanted to see Jiang Wanwan right away.

He wanted to tell her that he loved her and would always love her, no matter what happened.

But Long Chen overlooked one point, that is, half of the car was hanging on the bridge railing when it hit the bridge railing.

"Hiss." The car began to shake and make a harsh sound.

Long Chen moved his body and found that his leg was injured and he had no chance to escape from the car.

All the vehicles on the bridge stopped and many figures began to approach as if wanting to save him, but it was too late.

When the car fell into the river, Long Chen subconsciously picked up the box containing the scroll on the passenger seat and held it tightly in his arms.

That was because he specifically asked Mr. Tang to authenticate it, and it also contained Grandpa Jiang’s favorite painting…

“Crash—.”

The river swallowed up the vehicle and Long Chen. The cold water penetrated into Long Chen's body. He held the painting box tightly.

Finally... the shadow of the car disappeared on the surface of the river.