fatal attraction

"Hey, look, there seems to be a car accident on that section of SOHO. Oh my god, it's Ying Zhao."

"Ying Zhao? Who is it?"

"That tree demon you like, ah, that little princess who was fascinated by the path a while ago!"

"A car accident? A star? Why did it happen?"

"Look...the amount of retweets has gone up in an instant..."

"What are you two doing?" Xiao Wenqi sat in the passenger seat, turned his head and shouted to the two students behind him.

"Oh, coach, what happened to my mobile phone for a while..."

"Look at what you're driving, do you know how to change gears? Hey, your brain..." Xiao Wenqi said to the driver, while reaching out his hand behind, "Show me."

The video is not very clear and there is no sound. It is estimated that this girl is mute, but it is not impossible to see the chaos at the scene, the wreckage of the car, a taxi hit a Porsche.The Porsche was hit in the middle and looked a bit miserable, the front of the car hit a tree.

She recognized the car parked by the roadside by the tree, it belonged to Ying Zhao.

This Porsche looks a little familiar too.

Ying Zhao had a car accident?

Her car is not in good condition.

She returned the mobile phone to the college student in the back seat, planning to forget about it today and practice tomorrow.This group of people can't drive as soon as it gets dark. Before they say anything, there is a red light ahead. The drivers don't know where they are going. Butt, Xiao Wenqi stepped on the brakes.

"Ouch!"

The girl in the back seat covered her forehead, "Coach, what are you doing!"

"What are you doing! You're fucking forced to go through the red lights, it's awesome! It's alright, alright, I'll be here today, and I'll stop and change people on the side of the road after I pass the intersection!"

……

After sending the students to the venue, Xiao Wenqi called Ying Zhao.

It took a long time before someone answered, "Hello?"

"Where are you?"

"What about the hospital?"

"What a car accident? I'll come to the hospital right away."

"This is affiliated to Beijing Medical University. I'm fine. Don't use it. Really don't need it."

……

Ying Zhao stood beside Kong Yitang. She lowered her head and looked at Kong Yitang lying on the hospital bed while talking on the phone.

"What to cover, what is there to cover, I didn't kill her, it's fine! What does she want to do, kill? Public relations are useless, there is nothing to publicize, this is a crazy person!"

"Chai Ying, you now..."

The nurse was cleaning her wound, and she hissed as she squeezed out the glass shards, holding Ying Zhao's hand with one hand.

Palms are sweaty.

Can't tell whose it is.

That moment was so long that I still have lingering fears when I recall it.

Ying Zhao watched helplessly as the Porsche crashed towards her, the headlights glaring, she couldn't tell if she saw the driver clearly at that moment, and then a taxi rushed over from the opposite road, directly crashing into the black car. Porsche.

Now I feel the sound of impact in my head.

The windshield shattered, and she was wiped by the reflector. She lost her balance and fell to the ground.It's just that he scratched his forehead, but he couldn't stand up for a long time. He stared blankly at the hand stretched out from the smashed taxi, and tried to climb out of it with difficulty.

"Hey wife, call 120 quickly, I'm afraid I'll be disfigured."

Followed by footsteps, police sirens, and people's conversations, the voices of the whole world poured into my ears like a tide, breaking through the lingering rumble.

She was dazed for a moment, her eyes were so red.

Kong Yitang was carried away on a stretcher with his face covered in blood, yet he was still able to make a phone call alive and well.

At first glance, at the scene of a particularly serious car accident, no one was seriously injured.

The windshield shattered and fell on the person in a moment of momentum. The taxi driver was stuck inside for a long time before he was brought out. His face was also covered with blood, and he passed out.

The man in the black Porsche passed out.

Ying Zhao didn't know how to describe his current mood.

Regret, nausea, lingering fear, distressed or tired.

"how's it going?!"

Gu Zhengchuan came over, his coat was unzipped, revealing the crumpled shirt inside.

The first thing he saw was Kong Yitang who was lying on the bed and still on the phone. Her hair was cut. The nurse should be doing her debridement. Her scalp seemed to have been cut. The anti-inflammatory probably hurt like hell, and she grinned. Shout softly.

Ying Zhao stood on the side, looking down at Kong Yitang. Their hands were holding each other so tightly that they couldn't tell who was holding whose hand.

Ying Zhao seemed a little at a loss.

Very nervous again.

She has always been calm, and such emotions are rarely leaked. The woman is wearing a black knee-length coat and looks very slender. The coat is still stained with fallen leaves and other ash. It looks a bit dirty. Gauze, stood quietly aside.

There are a lot of media outside the hospital, and now the news spreads too fast, and the people who work around them don't know as much as the netizens.When Ying Zhao called him, he hadn't reacted yet. On the way here, he glanced at Weibo and found that it had already made headlines. There were many live videos, including Kong Yitang being carried away on a stretcher.

There are a lot of comments below, and there are various speculations. Almost everyone knows who owns the Porsche that was crashed and scrapped.

Qiao Hanyin.

Ying Zhao, Qiao Hanyin, Kong Yitang.

Any one of them is a character on the blog board.

Ying Zhao has no shortage of topics to talk about. Since his second debut, he has attracted a lot of attention, and he has also received invitations from international heavyweight film directors.

After Qiao Hanyin's second gold medal, everyone said that she was the prospective proprietress of Luda Media. She failed to compete for the third gold medal this year, and it was still the center of the topic.

And Kong Yitang has always been the topic.

When the three topics come together, one can imagine the scene.

After all, you can write a long paragraph eloquently by picking up two of them.

Now there are rumors all over the Internet, and many people speculate on the reason why Kong Yitang was so provocative and crashed, and some "insiders" came out of nowhere and said that Kong Yitang used to study.

There are a lot of reporters, and there is no need to rest in public relations. Chai Ying is still negotiating with lawyers, and I don't know if anyone has contacted Lu Da.

"I'm okay."

Ying Zhao replied without turning his head, still looking at Kong Yitang.

Kong Yitang's face still had some puncture marks, which looked painful, and he had applied dark lotion, which made him look pitiful.

Her leg was stuck in the car seat, and the doctor said that she would not be able to walk in the near future and would have to use a wheelchair.

Kong Yitang didn't react at the time, but now he recalled it, beating his chest and stamping his feet, and when the nurse left the room, only she, Ying Zhao, and Gu Zhengchuan were left, and suddenly let out a cry.

"Then don't I have to be pushed away?"

Ying Zhao bent down, as if to touch her head, but the injured part of the other's head was smeared with medicine, and finally retracted, took the other's hand that was not scratched, and carefully kissed her.

"I'll be with you."

Gu Zhengchuan coughed, "Ying Zhao, you should send a Weibo report to say you are safe, and let Xiao Jiang take a photo for you. Your fans are going crazy."

"President Tang, Chai Zhu has already told me about the specific situation, what are your plans here?"

It is said that Qiao Hanyin was driving under the influence of alcohol, but the nature was very bad.There are many scandals in the circle, but not many can turn around after the scandals. After all, one is enough for the crowd to attack, not to mention Qiao Hanyin's deliberate overtones.

With ulterior motives, I feel chills all over when I think about it.

"Plan? Kill her if you can't kill her."

Kong Yitang put the hand kissed by Ying Zhao to his lips, and touched it.

She made no effort to hide her gloom, almost gnashing her teeth and said, "Don't mess with her either."

Ying Zhao didn't speak.

Later, the police will come to take notes. Qiao Hanyin only fell into a coma for a short time, and she probably wakes up in a while.

She stood by the window, Gu Zhengchuan was talking to Kong Yitang by the bed, Ying Zhao pulled the curtains a crack, saw the cars parked in front of the hospital, and bustling people, and felt more and more cold.

It seemed that someone was coming, and the reporters swarmed up again.

After Ying Zhao left, Yuan Yichen went to the study to deal with the matter. Not long after the incident happened, many websites published news, and it was all on the pop-up windows. The person in charge of Qiao Hanyin's studio was also on the phone, and he also took care It's not the last time that was full of "public relations", "what to do", "drinking" and so on.

Xinzhao's people are very efficient, and the security guards outside the hospital strictly blocked the reporters.

But Xinzhao's people are just like their boss. When Yuan Yichen was surrounded by reporters, he suddenly lost his mind about security, and actually squatted down to watch the show.

"Mr. Yuan heard that Ying Zhao's car accident happened outside your community, and one of the perpetrators, Ms. Qiao, is your fiancée. Do you have anything to say?"

"Why did President Yuan Yingzhao go to your community?"

"Excuse me……"

Yuan Yichen had a cold face, and didn't want to answer a single question. The man came over casually wearing a coat. The meticulous image he had appeared in front of the public hadn't been completed. So old.

"Excuse me."

He pushed away the reporters who had been pushing this way, stepped up the steps and walked away with his long legs.

When Yuan Yichen found the ward where Kong Yitang was staying, the police had already arrived. He seemed to have just finished taking notes and was leaving the room. The older policeman led the young man, who even glanced at him a few times.

Probably because the people in this room are different.

Even the relationship is so vigorous, the car is smashed into scum, in order to save his partner, he drives over to save lives, and he is not afraid of saving people and tossing to death.

"Miss Zhao Zhao."

Gu Zhengchuan had already left, and Kong Yitang was leaning on the pillow and chatting with Ying Zhao. Glass shards were pierced into her left cheek, not very deep, but she was always a little bit involved when she spoke.

Ying Zhao asked her to talk less, but her heart hadn't come out of the scene, and she would automatically play the scene where Ying Zhao would be hit by Qiao Hanyin if she didn't grab the steering wheel and rush over, her heartbeat couldn't stop at all , I can't wait to be a few more degrees, and hit it a little harder.

But she can't die, she has to live to protect her sweetheart.

Oh, and my wife too.

It's really great that she's okay.

She took Ying Zhao's hand, rubbed her chin against it, and complained that the other party should not have gone out, Yuan Yichen, a bereaved star, and it would be no good to meet that young couple.

As a result, as soon as the police left, the mourner came.

Kong Yitang took a deep breath, "What is Mr. Yuan doing here? Your girlfriend is lying next door."

Yuan Yichen felt uncomfortable hearing Kong Yitang's tone, but he just frowned, "Boss Tang knows everything, there's no need to be so eccentric."

Half a month ago, he suddenly received an email, which was included in the project he was cooperating with Xin Zhao. It was not an official document, but some photos were posted.

Qiao Hanyin went in and out of the newspaper office that made a fortune from the celebrity's private affairs, as well as her call records, and thoughtfully listed all the number information.

Who gave it goes without saying.

The other party did not intend to hide it.

After losing such a little thing, Yuan Yichen would naturally continue to check.

This man is good at everything else, but his heart is too soft, he loves the house too much, and is easy to be emotional.

Kong Yitang let out a grotesque voice.

"My mother also knows, I'll come and see you, are you seriously injured?"

Yuan Yichen didn't step forward either, and spoke a step away from Ying Zhao.

He also let go of the regretful and erroneous relationship between the lovers they couldn't do, and they are still friends.

The origin of the elders cannot be torn away.

"I'm fine," Ying Zhao reached out and touched the gauze on his head, "Don't worry, Auntie."

Yuan Yichen was still about to say something, but the door was knocked suddenly, and a little nurse said, "That Miss Ying, Miss Qiao in the next bed said she wanted to see you."

Ying Zhao was silent.

Kong Yitang scoffed.

Yuan Yichen closed his eyes, then opened them again.

"Damn it, I think she's tired of working." Kong Yitang snorted coldly, and took Ying Zhao's hand, "Don't bother with the madman."

Ying Zhaohui shook her hand and said, "Go, why don't you go."

She held Kong Yitang's hand tightly, and it hurt a little.

Kong Yitang stared fixedly into the other person's eyes for a while, then suddenly smiled, "Then come back quickly."

"Um."

"Yuan Yichen, let's talk?"

Kong Yitang watched Ying Zhao's back disappear at the door of the room, and said to Yuan Yichen who was about to leave.

Her hanging heart was finally relieved at this moment.

She tried countless times to cut off the fetters, and today finally had a result.

Although there were some unexpected things, but overall I was happy.Although the legs are not good, the face is also in danger of being disfigured.

But at least, now there is nothing to worry about.