Grateful to the few people who came with him, bending over and thanking him, "I’m sorry, everybody, thank you."

The leader Su Yan gave him a smile, then turned around, and the crowd left.

Wu Tezhu suddenly thought of something, chased after him, looked at Su Yan, and whispered: "Manager Su."

Su Yan stopped and looked at Wu Tezhu suspiciously.

Wu Tezhu looked at the other people who were gradually moving away, and seemed to be scrupulous. When they were far away, he said to Su Yan in an unspeakable manner, "This matter..."

As soon as he spoke, Su Yan knew what he wanted to say, and raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Is there anything?"

Wu Tezhu immediately shook his head, "No."

Watching Su Yan and the others go away, his old man hurriedly took out his cell phone and dialed Ji Anning's number.

Turned back into the room and closed the door.

The phone rang and saw that the caller ID was Wu Tezhu, Ji Anning was excited to answer, "Wu Tezhu."

Putting it to the ear, the whole body trembled.

Wu Tezhu said: "Little Master was lying in the room. Master Lu said there was nothing wrong with him, but he would wake up soon after taking the sleep aid."

Ji Anning frowned, "Isn't Korea in the room?"

"No, I didn't see her, do you want to check the hotel surveillance?"

"No, don't mention this matter at the resort anymore. I have saved the photos sent to me by Korea." Ji Anning especially exhorted, "You watch in the room and wait for my uncle to wake up."

They have already made hot search headlines frequently. If this kind of thing spreads on the Internet, public opinion may decide where it will go.

It was a shameful thing.

What's more, she didn't want her brother-in-law and any woman to gossip about the scandal.

"I know."

"Thanks for your hard work."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Anning clicked on WeChat again and looked at the photos that Korea had sent her. Every one was dazzling.

This woman is so cheap.

She had never hated a woman like she did now, and she wished she could go to her immediately and tear her up.

She even dared to use such an indiscriminate means to meddle with her uncle.

After some tossing down, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She locked the screen of the phone, turned her head, crying, and fell asleep next to her.

The fleshy little face was full of tears, and she bent over distressedly, kissed the little girl's forehead, and then hugged her upper body and placed it on her thigh.

"Where are we now?"

Ji Anning raised her head, looked at the driver in front and asked.

Immediately afterwards, she frowned again and leaned forward nervously, "What's wrong with you?"

Luo Shuai's forehead was full of sweat. Looking closely, the clothes on his back were all sweaty.

"Nothing." Luo Shuai shook his head, but his voice was obviously wrong.

Ji Anning asked concerned: "Is it uncomfortable?"

"Miss Anning."

Luo Shuai suddenly called Ji Anning very seriously, his tone was clearly forced to calm down.

Ji Anning watched him and became uneasy, "What...what's wrong?"

"The brakes and the handbrake have failed." Luo Shuai tried his best to keep himself calm.

I am afraid that Ji Anning is emotionally disturbed.

"What?" Ji Anning exclaimed, his face pale.

Luo Shuai was also very nervous. He swallowed and spit, his voice trembling sharply, "When I drove up the mountain road, I already felt something was wrong. I wanted to stop at that time, but I couldn't stop at all."