President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Song Runian was confused.

The driver was equally confused, "You are in such a hurry, why don't you go back to see your husband?"

After a pause, he clicked his tongue again, "I see that you are dressed so beautifully, and you are wearing a wedding ring. I guess your husband is worried that you will be missed by other men, so he hurriedly let you go back, isn't it?"

Song Runian shook her head embarrassingly, "No, it's just that our house has a curfew."

The driver snapped his fingers, "Your husband made the decision, right?"

"Correct."

"That's fine," the driver said with a knowing expression, "I'm worried that you will be missed by other men, otherwise why would you set a curfew time?"

Song Runian was silent, and both hands were deeply fastened into the knitted seat cushion of the car seat.

Bo Si Bai set a curfew for her before, because he was worried that she would be missed by other men?

Is it really?

The heart that was originally dead still suddenly burst into a cluster of small flames because of the taxi driver's words.

"Why are you still in a daze, call your husband quickly." The driver urged again.

Song Runian made a mistake, so he really took out his mobile phone and called Bao Sibai.

Soon, the call was connected.

"What's the matter?" Bao Si Bai's voice was hoarse and deep.

Song Runian's mood suddenly became tense, "Hey, well, I had a little trouble on the way back. On the bridge side, there was a series of rear-end collisions, so I was..."

"Which bridge?" Bao Si Bai directly interrupted her and asked.

"what?"

"Ah what, I asked you which bridge." Bao Sibai repeated, already emphasizing his tone.

Only then did Song Runian come back to his senses, and hurriedly said, "It's at the No. [-] Bridge."

"Stay there and don't move." After Bao Sibai finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"How is it? What's your husband saying?" The driver hurriedly asked with special gossip.

Song Runian was still in a daze, "He said, let me stay here and not move."

The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties, but at this moment, his eyes were shining with excitement, like a young girl with a spring heart, he was almost whistling and cheering.

"Your husband really loves you, and he's coming to pick you up soon. Well, then get out of the car, or the road will be cleared soon." The driver said.

Song Runian paid the fare, and obediently stood on the sidewalk of the bridge and waited.

She looked in Mu Yuan's direction expectantly, waiting for Bao Si Bai to pick her up.

Even Song Runian herself didn't notice, her eyes were already full of excitement and joy.

The moon was sparse, and the bright moonlight shone down from the top of the head, stretching Song Runian's figure very long. The breeze blew by, and the sound of the river flowing under the bridge could be vaguely heard.

Everything looks so beautiful.

And in this beauty, a dark black sports car gallops towards.

A beautiful drift, perfectly stopped in front of Song Ru-nian, and then honked the horn, obviously urging Song Ru-nian to get in the car.

Song Runian quickly went around to the co-pilot, opened the door, and got in.

"Thank you for coming to pick me up. There was a car accident on the bridge just now, and it was really blocked..."

Song Runian hadn't finished speaking when she saw the man in the driver's seat clearly, and her eyes widened instantly, "Young Master Gu? How could it be you?"

"Oh, my cousin asked me to pick you up. He can't come now." Gu Jiangfeng explained with a smile while bending his red phoenix eyes.