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"Okay, kneel down, I don't want to talk to you now."

With that said, Su Kui picked up the men's wallet on the ground and looked around. He planned to find a conspicuous place where he could be seen at a glance.

This action caused the system to make a questioning voice: [Host, you obviously have money. What you should do now is to take the money, find a clean hotel, take a hot bath, and eat a big meal. 】

After that, it added another sentence: [This way, it is in line with your personal problems. 】

Su Kui: ...

"It seems that you have a thorough understanding of my personality? However, is there not a sentence in your database called: Are women all changeable?"

In a word, Su Kui successfully crashed the system, Su Kui swayed, found a corner to sit down, set up the poor little girl, and maintain it to the end.

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The rain lasted for two days. The whole city was shrouded in a misty rain curtain. The road was slippery on rainy days. In traffic reports, there were always traffic jams and accidents.

From home, after taking a shower, sitting on the bed and picking up a foreign book, Ze Feng never read it.

The radio on the low cabinet beside the bed is broadcasting real-time traffic news. It is hard to imagine that in such a modern apartment, there will be an old radio with a retro look.

And, this radio can still work normally.

Ze Feng rubbed his eyebrows and turned a page boringly, but his eyes didn't know where to see it.

The radio station used to help sleep, now every word of the host has got into his heart.

"The following is a real-time road condition, the road is slippery on rainy days, please let the drivers slow down, there is a car accident on the **** road, which has caused a girl to die on the spot ..."

"Boom!"

Ze Feng sat up, and the thick foreign book hit the floor at once. He had no time to pick it up. He rushed into the cloakroom barefoot, dressed in pajamas, took a coat, stepped on slippers, and hurried downstairs. .

The downstairs security guard was so yawning that she couldn't help but see a figure flashing by, screaming, rubbing her eyes, and saw a familiar figure.

"Mr. Heze? Where are you going on this rainy day?"

Just after the question, the person was gone.

The security guard shook his head and muttered, "The rich now have a strange temper."

If he can be as young and promising as Mr. Ze, in this weather, he must be holding his wife and lying on a comfortable bed, not going anywhere!

This high-end apartment has an underground garage, but it is only in the evening. I don't know how the elevator stopped. There is no way. Zefeng ran down by stairs.

In the past, I didn't think there was anything to take the elevator. Now Zefeng feels that the design of this apartment is very unreasonable.

Tired and panting, his hands were shaking as he sat in the car.

In fact, he didn't even know why he was so panicked when he heard the words "the accident happened to be a girl who died on the spot".

He asked himself that he had never been a kind person. He swept the snow in front of the door, and even when his parents were alive, the comments he gave to him were cold-hearted.

He is such a person, few people can touch his emotions.

Driving into the rain curtain, Ze Feng regretted secretly more than once on the way to the hospital. I knew it would happen this way. Why not bring her back at first, why would you say such words to scare her?

In fact, he is not so surprised at the evaluation of people-