Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

"There was a car accident in the suburbs of Beijing. Six sports cars collided in a pileup. This shit-yellow sports car, well, it looks like it belongs to Yan Xiu!"

Assistant Fang said as he handed the news he had read to Ling Ye.

Ling Ye glanced at the six sports cars that were twisted and turned. Some people had broken hands, broken feet, some were unconscious, and some had broken heads, but fortunately there were no casualties for the time being.

In order to gain traffic, the news was full of pictures of sports cars being smashed into scrap metal, with only one picture showing Yan Xiu's shit-yellow sports car in the corner.

It was still very blurry, and only Assistant Fang could recognize it because he had ridden in Yan Xiu's sports car.

Ling Ye looked at the sports car and his heart tightened.

For some reason, he had a hunch that Ai Fei was in this sports car!

He raised his hand and picked up the phone to call Ai Fei.

Ai Fei was discussing the case with Pei Zheng when she suddenly saw an incoming call...

He looked at Pei Zheng and said, "Sorry, I have to take a call."

He picked up the phone, stood up, walked to the side, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Ling, is there anything wrong?"

Ling Ye breathed a sigh of relief when he heard her voice and asked, "Where are you?"

Ai Fei said softly: "I'm at the police station."

Ling Ye frowned. "Which police station? Send me the address and I'll pick you up."

Ai Fei: “…”

She is in the capital, how can he pick her up?

Di Di: "No, Mr. Ling, I'm a little busy, let's talk when I get back."

After that, he hung up the phone directly.

He put the phone in his trouser pocket, looked at Pei Zheng and said, "Sorry, let's continue."

Pei Zheng nodded, and the two continued their discussion.

On the other end of the phone, Ling Ye saw that the woman had hung up on him so rudely. He stared at the screen for a long time and almost vomited blood.

After a while, he simply picked up his phone and operated it quickly for a few times, and a location soon appeared on the screen.

He looked at Assistant Fang and said, "Go to the Pingxi Public Security Bureau."

"Yes."

Assistant Fang agreed and quickly asked the driver to turn around and go to the Public Security Bureau.

Judging from the president's expression, the car accident on the highway must have been related to his wife.

He whispered, "Boss Ling, do you need to find someone to understand the situation?"

Ling Ye pondered for a moment and said, "Contact Director Peng."

"it is good."

Assistant Fang agreed and immediately started contacting people.

Assistant Fang was very efficient. When they arrived at the Pingxi Public Security Bureau, Director Peng was already waiting there in a shiny police uniform, ready for action.

Seeing Ling Ye get out of the car, he strode forward and asked anxiously, "I wonder why President Ling came here in person?"

Ling Ye said politely, "Thank you for coming here so late at night, Director Peng. I'm here to pick someone up, but I'm unsure of the proper procedures. Could you please give me some pointers?"

Director Peng said, "Mr. Ling, you're too polite. I wonder who Mr. Ling wants to pick up? But what crime did he commit?"

Ling Ye said, "She's in the police station. I don't know what she's done wrong."

Director Peng: “…”

"Then Mr. Ling, please wait inside for a while. I'll go see who has come to the police station today."

"Ah."

Ling Ye responded indifferently and walked in with Director Peng.

As soon as the two of them entered the police station lobby, Pei Zheng led Ai Fei down the stairs.

The two were still talking, their faces getting a little closer.

Pei Zheng has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and is resolute and upright. He has an inexplicable harmony with Ai Fei's cold and snowy temperament.

The two of them walked down the stairs while talking, even their steps were in sync. The handsome man and beautiful woman were very eye-catching.

Ling Ye looked at the scene in front of him, frowned slightly, and stopped in his tracks.