Report to the president, your actor has run away again

?Fu Xin covered his face like weeping.

Tang Ruan: ""There are so many presidents, you are the one who plays the most.

"I can't be your family member, it's better to go to the ground immediately!" As he said, Fu Xin patted his thigh vigorously.

It was still Tang Ruan's thigh.

"Read your grandma's poem!"

Tang Ruan stepped on Fu Xinjio with his small leather shoes. You still want to recite a poem in this situation. Do you think you are Song Xiaofeng?

"You can't eat spicy food, so what are you going to do, smell it?"

Fu Xin saw that there was something to be said, and immediately said: "I can eat clear soup! Slightly spicy ones are also fine!"

That's right!At worst, go back and take a few more stomach medicines, he can do it!

"Okay." Tang Ruan rubbed his temples, "Just eat when you eat, don't talk nonsense."

Forget about Meng Lang, there is still Ye Xian there, the kid is so innocent and cute, let Fu Xin, a bastard, scare him.

"I know I know, I don't speak!"

Fu Xin hugged Tang Ruan's arm, like a little lady about to be taken to a banquet by her husband.

Well, go to the feast of Mala Tang.

Lao Chen glanced in the rearview mirror, seeing that the two were so affectionate and Mr. Fu was so happy, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

At this time, a familiar pain hit, Lao Chen frowned, and cold sweat broke out almost instantly.

His stomach pain was old, but it had never been this severe.

The medicine he took just now didn't seem to be effective. The pain came one after another, and the cold sweat soaked through the white gloves. Lao Chen could hardly hold the steering wheel, and even his vision began to become blurred.

No, it's too dangerous to drive like this. You must find a place to stop immediately so that Mr. Fu and Mr. Tang can get out of the car safely.

Old Chen stared at the traffic lights, and with the last sliver of consciousness, slowly parked the car on the side of the road.

"Boss Fu, you and Mr. Tang get out of the car first, I"

Before he finished speaking, Lao Chen couldn't hold on any longer, and the severe pain made him completely lose consciousness.

"Old Chen? Old Chen, are you okay?"

Fu Xin unbuckled his seat belt, and was about to get up to check on Lao Chen's situation, when suddenly, a dazzling light pierced through the darkness and stabbed obliquely from their left front.

At that moment, Fu Xin's mind was blank.

He didn't have time to think about anything, and his instinctive reaction made him stiff.

But there is something more powerful than instinct.

Before the car hit him, Fu Xin protected Tang Ruan with his body and held him tightly in his arms.

Tang Ruan, on the other hand, didn't realize what happened at all.

While Fu Xin hugged him, there was a violent impact, and Tang Ruan's head hit the car window heavily.

But his consciousness is still clear, and he can't even feel any pain.

Because Fu Xin's arm was behind his head.

There was a scream, and the sound of shattering glass echoed in Tang Ruan's ears. He even felt that he was deaf for a moment.

The embrace in front of him was still warm, and Tang Ruan fell into a mess, feeling something dripping on his forehead.

Tang Ruan raised his hand in a daze. He wanted to touch Fu Xin's face, but what he touched was only warmth.

Warm, viscous, the temperature of blood.

**

Tongcheng city center, IKEA community.

"Strange, why didn't Ah Ruan reply to the message?"

Xu Chen was half lying on the sofa, with a soft pillow on his waist.

In the past two days, he felt more and more tired physically, and he couldn't even go to the bathroom by himself.

It seems that Tang Ruan and Dr. Liu are right to worry. After being admitted to the hospital tomorrow for delivery, this situation should be relieved a lot.

"Honey, it's almost eleven o'clock, it's time to go to bed."

Su Yu made the bed, patted the pillows and quilts soft, and was about to hug his lovely wife to bed.

"I'm not sleepy yet."

Xu Chen looked at the phone, frowned slightly and said, "Ah Ruan hasn't replied to my message yet, the awards ceremony should be over..."

"Maybe the phone is out of battery." Su Yu leaned over and kissed Xu Chen's cheek, "Go to bed and lie down, I'll squeeze your legs for you, and I'll tell you when Ah Ruan texts back."

Xu Chen nodded, and put his arms around Su Yu's neck, "I don't know why, I'm always a little flustered..."

Su Yu picked him up and said with a smile: "Really? Let me hear for a while, how did Aifei feel flustered?"

Xu Chen hit him with a smile, picked up the remote control and was about to turn off the TV, when he saw the channel that was broadcasting the Hundred Flowers Awards Ceremony, suddenly a news was interrupted.

"According to our reporter's report, at around 22:30 today, the car in which actor Tang Ruan was riding had a car accident near Yingshui Lane, Tongxi Road. According to the surveillance video, a black off-road vehicle crossed the sidewalk and hit the actor directly. The silver Bentley that Tang Ruan was riding in was initially suspected to be drunk driving. It is reported that Fu Xin, the general manager of the Fu Group, was also in the car. Everyone in the car has been sent to the hospital for treatment. The specific situation is unknown.”

Xu Chen looked at the wreckage of the mosaic vehicle in the news, and the remote control in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap".