After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

The driver's condition was very serious, and he and Yang Ming were pushed into the operating room one after another.

Song Xi'er was sitting on a chair outside. Because of what Shang Ji said just now, her mind was very confused.

The elevator door opened with a ding, and two policemen walked out.

Song Xi'er looked up when she heard the voice and was obviously startled when she saw one of them.

She stood up: "Officer Qin."

Qin You was a little surprised when he saw Song Xier: "Is the person in the car accident related to you?"

"...I happened to be there." Song Xier briefly explained the situation at that time.

However, she did not say that Yang Ming deliberately hit the car to save her. She wanted to wait until Yang Ming and the driver woke up to see what to say.

"The driver who ran the red light is named Wu Hui. He is a very ordinary office worker. He quit his job after his wife cheated on him and divorced him. After drinking all day, he went to the man's house to cause trouble. It happened to be the same today. We are at Most of the unfinished carton of beer was found in his trunk."

Song Xier: "Does that mean he was driving drunk?"

No wonder the car was so fast at that time.

"That seems to be the case at the moment." Qin You said, "We have to wait until someone wakes up to inquire about the specific situation."

The driver's condition is quite serious. Whether he can wake up is another matter.

Qin You looked at Song Xi'er as if she wanted to say something more, and glanced at Shang Ji who was on the phone beside him, and stopped short of what he was about to say.

"Mr. Shang was also in the car at that time?" Qin You asked Song Xi'er.

Song Xier nodded: "Yes."

"You just said you weren't in the car?" Qin You asked, "What about before that?"

"No." Song Xier frowned after asking: "Didn't you say that the driver was drunk? And the situation on the road at that time was that the driver ran the red light first. This has nothing to do with whether I was in the car or not, right?"

The light for her to cross the road was green at that time, and so was the direction Yang Ming came from. They were both driving normally, so when it comes to blaming the driver, priority must be given to the driver who ran the red light!

And the other party was driving drunk!

So Song Xier didn't understand why Qin You kept asking where she was.

"It doesn't matter." The colleague next to Qin You said: "We also made routine inquiries. After all, Miss Song was the closest to the situation at that time and knew the situation best."

Song Xi'er didn't say anything when she heard this. I wonder if it was her misunderstanding. She always felt that Officer Qin's expression just now was a bit strange.

"I'll ask Mr. Shang." After Qin You finished speaking, he walked towards Shang Ji who was standing aside.

Song Xier's cell phone rang. It was Yu Meng calling.

"Xi'er, are you here?"

"Senior, I'm sorry. Something happened here temporarily. I'm afraid I can't get over."

Shang Ji said so, Song Xi'er must wait until Yang Ming wakes up and confirms that he is okay before leaving.

"It's okay, you are busy with your business." Yu Meng paused and suddenly asked: "Has Xiao Jie been looking for you recently?"

"No, what's wrong?" Song Xi'er thought of something after saying this: "Is Yu Wenze looking for you?"

"No, don't worry. We have broken up. His mind is on Zhuang Lin now, and we have nothing to do with him anymore." Yu Meng said.

"That's good." Song Xier breathed a sigh of relief: "If you have anything to tell me."

"You too." Yu Meng paused and stopped talking: "Xi'er, you -"

"Who are you calling?" Shang Ji came over at some point and stood aside, looking down at her.

Song Xi'er raised her head and glanced at him, then turned her head and whispered, "Senior, I'll hang up first."

Song Xier glanced behind him and asked, "Officer Qin and the others have left?"

Shang Ji sat down next to Song Xi'er: "Yeah."

"Oh." Song Xi'er moved aside calmly, widening the distance between the two.

"The clothes are not in the car." Shang Ji suddenly said.

Song Xier turned around: "What?"

"Aren't you going back to look for clothes?" Shang Ji glanced at Song Xi'er and said, "There's nothing in the car."

Song Xi'er's expression changed: "Are you sure? If there isn't one in the car, where is it outside?"

"No." Shang Ji looked sideways at her, his deep eyes seemed to contain something that could not be clearly seen: "Or do you think I would wear a piece of clothing that fell to the ground?"

Song Xi'er frowned and subconsciously retorted: "As long as it's not damaged, it doesn't mean you can't wear it if you wash it."

Shang Ji looked at her expressionlessly: "I can't."

Song Xi'er's facial features tensed up, and it took a few seconds before she accepted her fate and said, "Tell me, how much is it?"

Shang Ji looked away from her face and looked at the operating room door aside: "Look for Yang Ming."

Song Xier: "..."

Song Xi'er took a deep breath, and her eyes suddenly fell on Shang Ji's right hand on his lap.

Shang Ji's hands are very beautiful, with well-defined joints, straight and long, and raised veins are exposed on the back of the hands, extending upwards. On the skinny wrist is a classic limited edition watch from a big brand, and the silver dial reflects the cold look. There is a metallic luster, and you can vaguely see a wound under the strap, like...

Scratching or biting.

Shang Ji suddenly pulled his hand, and Song Xier's eyes paused.

Looking up and meeting the man's gaze, Song Xi'er frowned and suddenly asked: "How did you get the injury on your hand...?"

"It bites." Shang Ji looked at her and said, "It's a wild cat."

Song Xi'er didn't know why, but after hearing Shang Ji's answer, her clenched fingers relaxed slightly.

"What about the one on your palm?" Song Xi'er asked, looking at the gauze wrapped around his palm.

"What?" Shang Ji twitched his lips: "Do you care about me?"

His voice was very cold, and there was no hint of warmth in it.

Song Xier suddenly came back to her senses and realized what she was thinking was ridiculous.

"You misunderstood." She looked away: "I was just asking casually."

"Really?" Shang Ji raised his right hand and looked at it, then said casually: "I scratched it accidentally."

Song Xi'er didn't say anything after hearing this.

At this time, the elevator door was opened again, and Zheng Rou walked out of it in a hurry.

"Shang Ji!" Zheng Rou walked straight to Shang Ji and pulled him up without saying a word: "Are you okay? Are you injured anywhere? Let me see quickly."

She asked while looking up and down Shang Ji's body. After making sure that he was okay, she let out a long sigh of relief.

"I'm fine." Shang Ji looked at his mother: "Why are you here?"

"I saw..." Zheng Rou's words suddenly fell on Song Xi'er who stood up beside her. The worry on her face instantly changed, and she frowned and asked, "Song Xi'er, why are you here?"

"Auntie." Song Xi'er shouted awkwardly, "I happened to be at the scene at the time."

Zheng Rou's face was not very pretty: "Come here with me."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked aside.

Song Xier stood still and didn't move.

She suddenly thought of the photo Xiao Jie showed in public at the engagement party.

Zheng Rou must be looking for her because of this matter.