Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"Ding dong——"

The assistant stood at the door of the hotel room and rang the doorbell.

After waiting for a while, the door opened.

Inside, a man wearing only a white shirt and his sleeves rolled up came out.

He closed the door gently, his eyebrows were light, and his phoenix eyes were stained with a deep haze.

"How about it?"

he asked calmly.

The assistant lowered his head slightly, "In the drunk driving incident, the truck driver drank a lot of alcohol and died on the spot."

"In the car following us, there were two people in it. One died on the way to the hospital, and the other is being resuscitated now, but it is estimated that... he cannot be saved."

"I don't know if this was done intentionally or not. Further investigation is needed at the scene."

"But according to our investigation, there is nothing unusual about the driver, and he has not had any dealings with anyone recently, so..."

It should be just a simple accident, not man-made.

The man with his sleeves rolled up and his slender figure silent.

Leaning in front of the door, tapping his knuckles lightly, his eyebrows were dull.

Faintly, I don’t know what I am thinking.

After a while, he straightened up and said in a calm tone, "Let S check again."

"I want the results within three days."

"……yes."

The assistant felt heavy.

The door to the room closed and Qiao Fuxing entered.

The assistant stood at the door, still thinking about the thrilling scene two hours ago.

That truck was coming straight towards their car——

As if there was a purpose, their car couldn't dodge it at all.

He was about to hit him, but when he closed his eyes and opened them again, he saw the position of the car...

Somehow, it changed.

Their car changed position with the next car.

The truck hit the car in front of them, and they stopped just in time to witness the whole thing.

He still remembered that there was an inexplicable fragrance of flowers in the air at that time.

The fragrance of the flowers dissipated, and the rose in the hands of the gentleman in the back seat disappeared.

Indescribably weird.

But the husband didn't say anything, as if he didn't find any such abnormality, and just asked him to investigate the accident.

Even if this accident seems to be just an accident.

The assistant pressed his swollen head, turned and left, walking in a hurry.

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In the room, the TV news was broadcasting this major traffic accident.

It was still raining outside, and the cold wind was blowing.

The man who was forced to stay on the bed, covered with a quilt, lay there with his hands on his chin, watching quietly.

Watching the news anchor's report on TV, and the surveillance video that was released.

The video showed that Qiao Fuxing's car was right behind the car that was hit.

Just right, it stopped there without being hit.

When the explosion occurred, the car retreated in time and was not injured.

Extremely lucky.

Yun Si watched quietly and said nothing.

When she heard the door to the room close and Qiao Fu walked in, she immediately pulled up the quilt and covered her head.

Wrapped tightly, only those beautiful and clean peach blossom eyes were exposed.

Stare at him to show that you are good and not moving.

Mr. Qiao glanced at the news and walked over.

Hug her with the quilt.

His eyes softened and his tone was gentle, "Is it still cold?"

He caressed her warm cheek and touched the tips of his noses with hers.

The porcelain-white and beautiful person blinked at him who was so close and shook his head slightly.

"not cold."

Moreover, with the air conditioner on and the quilt covering her, she even felt a little hot.