Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

After Xiaojiang rushed out of the track, he knew that he would not be able to catch up, so he simply gave up the race. After getting out of the car, he went to the auditorium to watch the race together.

Watching Wen Qingyue compete with Fu Han, he sighed faintly, "Sure enough, I fell into the pit. The husband and wife both have such good driving skills. No wonder sister-in-law dared to bet, and brother Han dared to pay."

The first and second are obviously theirs, and the only ones who lose the money in the end are him and Brother Yan.

Husband and wife have more than 800 eyes.

Xiaojiang suffered from pain, but he did not forget to watch the game.

The race has come to the last lap, Fu Han has already overtaken, Wen Qingyue follows closely behind, boldly delaying the start at the next sharp corner.

"What..." Xiao Jiang stood up in shock, holding his breath and looking at the big screen. The red Bentley's wiring deviated so much that he couldn't help shouting: "Sister-in-law, don't worry!"

Wen Qingyue was really impatient and impatient. She didn't panic after the line deviated. She reacted quickly and calmly.

Everyone stretched their necks, watching the red Bentley aggressively distance itself from the blue Bentley after overtaking and driving into the hairpin curve.

Fu Han frowned, this woman is too bold.

Seeing Wen Qingyue heading away arrogantly ahead, Fu Han accelerated to catch up, but he failed to overtake in the next few bends.

Wen Qingyue always clenched her own line and took a step ahead. The two cars crossed the line with a gap of [-] seconds.

At this moment, everyone in the auditorium jumped up excitedly, or hugged the people around them and cheered.

Won……

Wen Qingyue got the answer in her mind, just as a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, the next moment her vision suddenly became blurred, and her rapid heartbeat brought a kind of colic and panic.

"Whoohoo-"

Her breathing became more and more rapid, and for a moment, she seemed to feel the illusion that her soul was stripped from her body.

"Wen Qingyue, Wen Qingyue, come out!"

Fu Han's voice rang in his ears, a little ethereal, accompanied by the sound of knocking on the car window.

Wen Qingyue really wanted to respond to him, but couldn't.

Wouldn't it be so unlucky to die suddenly because of the excitement of winning the car?

Fortunately, the feeling of being separated from the soul disappeared quickly. She opened the car door with great effort, and stretched out her hand weakly, "Fu, Fu Han, hug me...get out."

Some people in the carnival audience also noticed the anomaly of the champion at the finish line. They watched the man in the blue racing suit take off his helmet, carried the driver out of the red Bentley car, and laid it on the ground to help her take off the helmet.

"What's the matter? What happened?"

Everyone looked at the big screen in confusion, but the camera was too far away to clearly capture the state of the two of them.

After Fu Han took off Wen Qingyue's helmet, seeing her pale face, he narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Fu, Fu Han, I feel so bad..."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Fu Han's face was gloomy. Seeing her shortness of breath, he had been reaching out to grab the collar, so he quickly tore off her collar, and then raised her chin with one hand and pressed her forehead with the other. , give her artificial respiration.

"Ahh! Are they, are they kissing?" In the audience, Fang Xiaoyuan looked up and saw this scene, and immediately screamed like a groundhog, holding his face in his hands.

So everyone looked up at the artificial respiration that looked like a kiss.

Xiao Jiang: "What kind of new way of spreading dog food is this?"

No one saw an invisible good fortune fill Wen Qing's diminished good fortune.

The feeling of heart palpitations gradually disappeared, and the feeling of floating without a point of focus also slowly dissipated.

Fu Han: "Yueyue, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

There was an imperceptible trill in the deep voice, the hand hanging by the side was clenched into a fist, and the veins in the temple were throbbing.

The pale girl slowly opened her eyes, and squinted to look at him against the light, "The sun is a bit dazzling."

"..." Fu Han helped her up, at this time Su Yan and Ah Cheng also arrived at the finish line, got out of the car and walked towards them.

Seeing her being supported, her complexion was not very good, both of them had strange expressions on their faces, "What's wrong?"

Wen Qingyue rubbed her temples, said with a smile: "I won 400 million, I'm so excited, I'm a little dizzy."

She joked about the feeling of life and death in a relaxed tone.

As soon as he heard 400 million Su Yan's facial muscles twitch slightly, he knew that these two people had the same black belly, and they sang together, so he and Xiao Jiang willingly gave money.

Su Yan: "Fu Han, you are not kind to be a brother, just to make your younger siblings happy, you cheated on your brother."

Fu Hanming could directly rob them of their money, but he chose to use the reason of the competition to rob them, and he robbed you so much that you have nothing to say.

"Where is the trick? The competition is based on the principle of fairness, justice and openness." Wen Qingyue retorted with a smile, "Don't try to renege on the debt, transfer the money quickly! Where's Xiao Jiang?"

When it came to transferring money, she noticed that someone was missing, and turned around to look for someone.

Fu Han had no choice but to hug her directly, and said in a deep voice, "Don't move, the money won't run away, go to the hospital first."

Wen Qingyue hugged his neck tightly in fright, and said with a frown, "No! If they default, I will check and accept it immediately."

The money was useful, and she had to get it quickly.

Su Yan squinted at the way she lost money, and the complex emotions in her eyes were blocked by the glasses, "Don't worry, younger siblings, I will definitely transfer the money, and I can't run away. You should follow Fu Han's advice and go to the hospital for a check-up. Don't worry about your health." Something went wrong, and the gain outweighed the loss.”

"Then remember to ask Xiaojiang to transfer it to me too, or you can transfer it to Fu Han's account." Wen Qingyue was carried outside by Fu Han, and she didn't forget to turn her head and tell Su Yan.

Fu Han frowned, and noticed something unusual: "Why are you so anxious for so much money?"

The smile on Wen Qingyue's face had disappeared at this moment, and she felt a little heavy when she heard the words, "It should take some time for their 200 million to be transferred, Fu Han, can you pay in advance and let Ah Cheng anonymously donate the 400 million to The relevant government departments responsible for the search and rescue of the Boeing 707 and the families of these victims?"

She failed to save these people, so she could only use this meager strength to help them and ease the guilt in her heart.

Fu Han paused, looking down at the person in his arms, feeling complicated and shocked, "Okay, I'll let Ah Cheng do it, let's go to the hospital first."

"Yeah." Wen Qingyue leaned in his arms, closed her eyes tiredly, warm liquid slipped from the corners of her eyes, and wet the racing suit on his chest.

"Come out, come out, let's go, let's go and have a look." In the auditorium, more than a dozen spectators watched the two disappear from the screen and walked out of the track, and they all followed.

Fang Xiaoyuan also pulled her friend out, "My sixth sense tells me that the two of them must be a couple!"

"Are you still using the sixth sense? They both kissed and hugged in front of the camera, isn't it obvious?"

Fang Xiaoyuan ignored her friend's complaints, and said excitedly: "On the track, you are rivals, and you compete for the top. After you get off the track, you can stand at the finish line and hug and kiss. Ah!! This kind of setting is too poignant, so good. Knocked!!"