Mr. CEO, Please Control Yourself - Chapter 307

After Song Yan’s car got on the viaduct, the speed also increased a lot. Therefore, when the car behind accelerated and hit, it didn’t succeed at first. Then the car behind accelerated again. Seeing that it was about to hit song Yan’s car, she suddenly changed her driving lane. The car behind that wanted to hit her car failed to stop in time and directly hit another car

With a loud bang, song Yan vaguely saw the picture of the collision behind through the rearview mirror, and the cars behind also stopped one after another.

She just accelerated suddenly and changed lanes to overtake. She suddenly remembered to go to the stationery store to buy a box of painting brushes for xiaobaozi, so she wanted to buy them early and go home early. If Li Qingyu hasn’t come back, she can cook first.

At the scene of the crash, she felt so dangerous. If she hadn’t just changed lanes suddenly, wouldn’t it be her car that the car hit?

She thought she was lucky because of the small steamed stuffed bun, so she narrowly escaped the disaster.

She went to the stationery store to buy a brush for xiaobaozi and drove directly back to Guiyuan Xiaozhu.

When she opened the door and stepped into the apartment, she heard a sound coming into her ears.

“Dad, you call your mother and ask her when she will be back?” This is the voice of steamed stuffed bun. The childish voice makes people feel particularly comfortable, and there is a trace of warmth in their heart.

Li Qingyu was busy in the open kitchen. Hearing the sound from the door, he looked down at his son, “your mother has come back, so go and sit down in the hall.”

Seeing that song Yan came back, the steamed stuffed bun was naturally too lazy to pester Li Qingyu. He ran directly to song Yan, “Mom, did you buy my brush?”

“Yes, of course.” Song Yan took the brush out of her bag and gave it to him, “do you see if it’s like this?”

The steamed stuffed bun looked at the package and nodded, “that’s it, mom. I love you.”

Song Yan reached out to touch his face, which was covered with a smile, “my baby is so good.”

Xiaobaozi got the brush and happily took out the picture book to paint on it.

Song Yan went to Li Qingyu and asked, “husband, can I help you?”

Li Qingyu chuckled, “you’re the queen now. I don’t dare to instruct you to do anything. You’d better sit in the hall and wait for food.”

Song Yan smiled helplessly, then walked to the steamed stuffed bun, sat next to him and saw him drawing.

He drew a picture of a family of three. At the end, he added the role of a little girl, smiled and said, “this is my sister.”

After saying that, he turned and looked at Song Yan. His eyes fell on her stomach for a while, “Mom, how long will it take for your sister to come out of your stomach?”

Song Yan reached out to touch her stomach and smiled softly. “Baby, it’s about half a year. You’ll be a brother soon.”

“I’ll spoil my sister.” The steamed stuffed bun said seriously.

“Well, my brother will spoil my sister.” Song Yan approached him and kissed him gently on the forehead.

She began to worry about whether xiaobaozi would feel very disappointed if she had another son.

She began to pray silently in her heart, hoping that she would have a daughter as she wished, and she would dress her up as a little princess.

“You can eat.” Li Qingyu shouted at the mother and son sitting in the hall while serving the dishes to the table.

When song Yan heard him asking for dinner, she took the steamed stuffed bun to wash her hands.

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At night, Li Qingyu and song Yan were lying in bed. Song Yan suddenly remembered the car accident when she came back without warning in her mind.

“What’s the matter with you?” She looked a little different, and he could see, “are you feeling unwell?”

“No, I almost had an accident when I came back.” Song Yan now feels a lingering fear, and Li Qingyu is the person who can give her the most sense of security, so she subconsciously blurted out the accident.

As soon as Li Qingyu heard what she said about the accident, his face immediately became tense. “Almost had an accident? Then you can’t drive by yourself tomorrow. I’ll drive you to and from work myself.”

“It’s not what you think.” Song Yan explained to him, “it should be that the people behind wanted to overtake, but the speed was too fast, so that’s why the accident happened.”

“Even if it’s an accident, I won’t allow you to drive to work alone.” Li Qingyu asked her overbearing. She is pregnant now. He can’t allow her to be hurt a little. “Xiaorou, listen to me, otherwise I will be very worried about you.”

Song Yan nodded. She regretted telling him about the car accident, which made him so worried about herself. She felt very sorry.

The next day, song Yan went to the magazine and heard someone talking.

“The car crash on the viaduct yesterday was quite serious. The cars were directly scrapped, and the owner was seriously injured.”

“Really? Alas, both car owners were seriously injured?”

“It is said that the car owner who crashed in the back was seriously injured and passed out on the spot. I don’t know if there was that one.”

“Alas, who told her to drive fast.”

……

Song Yan didn’t expect the accident to be so serious. She was glad that she had escaped the disaster again. It was really dangerous.

In the hospital.

When Ankai woke up, she wanted to move, but she found that there was no consciousness in her lower body.

Why can’t she move?

She remembers that she drove after Song Yan last night and wanted to take the opportunity to hit her and make her pay a price, at least to make her children lose their lives.

But she didn’t expect that she would suddenly change lanes. Because she had an inconvenient leg, she didn’t have time to brake and forgot to turn the steering wheel, so she directly hit the car in front of her

So her lower body is unconscious now. Shouldn’t it be

“Ah…” realizing some possibility, she shouted out of control.

Her cry attracted doctors and nurses.

“Doctor, tell me why I can’t move my lower body?” Ankey looked forward to the doctor and asked her not to be that kind of situation. She should not accept such cruel facts.

The doctor looked at her with regret, “miss an, your lower body is disabled, and we tried our best.”

“No!” Ankay screamed, “you quack doctor, you repeat what you just said, how can I become disabled? You must have been bought by that bitch song Yan and scared me, didn’t you?”