Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

After leaving the residential area and making sure he would never see that person again, Wei Dalin carefully took out the safety amulet and gently touched it with his fingers.

The image of that person's jade-like fingers holding the safety buckle appeared clearly in my mind again.

Wei Dalin chuckled twice, wrapped the safety buckle in a fine silk handkerchief, and put it in his shirt pocket, the place closest to his heart.

While driving, Wei Dalin remained focused on his safety buckle, completely unaware that a black sedan was following behind him.

When the car reached the intersection, it encountered a red light, so Wei Dalin stopped the car.

Suddenly, a large truck rushed out from the left and crashed straight into Wei Dalin.

Pedestrians on the roadside screamed and scattered, afraid of becoming innocent bystanders caught in the crossfire.

The front window shattered, shards of glass flew everywhere, and Wei Dalin instinctively protected his head.

My mind was filled with just two words: It's over!

Even if they don't die, they'll be crippled.

The truck didn't slow down at all when it came crashing into us. It even floored the accelerator. It seemed determined to kill someone.

Wei Dalin's car was thrown several meters away, its front end dented. It flipped several times in the air before being stopped by a large tree on the sidewalk, preventing it from rolling down the slope.

Pedestrians on the roadside watched this scene with trepidation, while some more rational individuals quickly took out their phones to dial 110 and 120.

The truck driver realized he had caused an accident, rubbed his eyes, and climbed out of the truck.

The impact was so strong that the truck's windshield shattered. A piece of glass shattered and lodged in his eye.

So when he came down, he looked extremely miserable, even horrible.

He has no regrets; as long as he can kill someone, it's all worth it.

But he had still killed someone, looking at the mangled car. The truck driver slumped to the ground, tears of blood streaming from his eyes.

Everyone thought the people in the car were doomed, and Wei Dalin also believed he was doomed this time.

Hearing the surrounding chatter and screams, Wei Dalin belatedly opened his eyes.

The airbags deployed fully, completely surrounding him. It was pitch black; he couldn't see anything.

He was wearing his seatbelt when the car hit him. The car rolled several times after the impact, but Wei Dalin did not suffer any secondary injuries.

Because he had shielded his head with his arms, he could barely see the trees outside through the gaps.

Wei Dalin took a moment to feel it and was shocked to find that, apart from some discomfort in his knees from being squeezed, he felt no pain whatsoever. He gently twisted his waist, finding it supple, strong, and perfectly healthy.

How can this be?

Which person in a car accident doesn't suffer serious injuries? In fact, most of them die instantly.

Judging by the speed at which that truck hit him, he should have been on his way to meet the King of Hell long ago!

The airbags deployed completely, which gives an idea of ​​just how badly the car was damaged.

Compared to this car, my own flesh and blood body should have been smashed to pieces long ago.

I am completely unharmed, not even a hair on my head was hurt!

What the hell is going on?

A sudden inspiration struck Wei Dalin, and he thought of that ethereal person.

He checked his arm; the safety amulet was still there. Desperate to find out the truth and escape his predicament, he began calling for help.

"Help!"

Perhaps because his voice was too soft and the surrounding environment was noisy, it took quite a while before someone noticed Wei Dalin calling for help.

By puncturing the airbag through the window, Wei Dalin was finally able to breathe freely.

His foot was stuck inside and he couldn't get out, so the police rescued him.

Everyone saw the person who had been hit get out of the car safely. He was all healthy and lively, without even a scratch.

Eyes widened in shock!

This is beyond human capability; could it be because of this car?

The group examined the car closely, trying to determine which company manufactured it. To protect people so thoroughly—that's a truly conscientious business.

As soon as Wei Dalin got out of the car, he immediately checked the safety buckle in his pocket.

The jade is warm and lustrous, with a clear and translucent color, but there is a crack on the edge of the jade buckle.

If one can remain unharmed by one's own flesh and blood, how much more so by jade, which is made of hard material?

There's only one answer to all of this!

Wei Dalin swallowed hard. Despite his disbelief, he had to accept that it was this small safety amulet in his hand that had saved his life.

A house for a life?

Who exactly is this Mr. Hong? How could he possess such extraordinary abilities?

Wei Dalin took out his phone, intending to ask his childhood friend.

Everything else in the car was broken, but his belongings were completely intact. Such a miraculous thing is hard to believe if told to others.

"Old Lin, I've been in a car accident."

"How is it? Is it serious?"

"Keep pretending. No wonder your eyes turned red with jealousy when you saw the safety amulet. We've been childhood friends, and you've kept these things from me too."

Lin Fan panicked. Did he know everything? I didn't say anything. Will the Immortal Lord blame me?

"What...what did I hide from you?" Lin Fan stammered, mainly out of fear.

"What are you hiding from me? You look guilty."

"Have I ever told you? You stutter when you lie! You stole my chocolate when you were in elementary school, but you wouldn't admit it. That's when I noticed you stuttered when you lied."

What should I do if my childhood friend exposes me?

Waiting online, very anxious.

"I didn't mean to hide it from you. I also work for others to make a living. Do you know how hard it is for me?" Lin Fan's voice trembled with tears as he spoke. He was having such a hard time.

Although Mr. Hong is handsome, he has many tricks up his sleeve! My childhood friend is too clever; nothing can be kept from him.

He's just a little too clever for his own good.

Upon hearing this, Wei Dalin immediately realized that it wasn't that his childhood friend was unwilling to tell, but rather that Mr. Hong forbade him to.

"Don't cry, you're a grown woman."

"I was in a car accident today! A big truck just rammed into me. The truck driver was blinded in one eye by the broken glass..."

If the driver who hit someone is in such a bad situation, wouldn't the person who was hit be in an even worse situation?

"Are you alright?" Lin Fan asked anxiously.

Wei Dalin rolled his eyes.

Keep pretending. I already made it clear that I don't know if my childhood friend is genuinely stupid or just pretending.

You like acting, right? I'll act with you.

"It's okay, not a single hair was lost. Everyone who saw it couldn't believe it. You can't imagine what it was like. The entire front of the car was deformed. Everyone says I'm incredibly lucky and that I was protected by a deity."

Lin Fan suddenly paused, remembering the safety amulet that Hongyun had given him.

It really is divine protection!

You should definitely keep in touch with your childhood friends more often.

For no other reason than that this life-saving grace must be repaid.

I'm such a clever little devil, I even thought of that.