The all-powerful wife of the wealthy family

Chapter 18 The Truth in a Lie

Xu Xiaoai gave the wrong address due to excessive fright, so the ambulance personnel did not arrive at the scene for a long time.

The ambulance searched around the surrounding area for a long time but failed to find it. In the end, the escaped men of the short winter melon pointed the ambulance driver in the right direction.

When Xu Xiaoai called for an ambulance, there was only one injured person.However, after some fighting, the number of wounded has soared, and there is simply no room for a car.

In order to treat more people in time, Wu Tong decided to use Zheng Jiaxuan's Rolls Royce.

Cong Yang also drove his own Bugatti Veyron, but the sports car can only carry one person at most.And because of the small space, it is not suitable for the wounded to ride.

Gouzi only injured one arm. He said that although he is not old enough to get a driver's license, he drives very well and can use one hand to drive.

Wu Tong handed over the phantom to him, and prepared to get into Cong Yang's car.

The doctor said that Yang Hanfeng's main artery was damaged and he lost too much blood. He was not treated in time, and his indicators were not very good, which made him very dangerous.

When Xu Xiaoai heard this, she almost fainted.

Crying with snot and tears, he begged the doctor to let Yang Hanfeng survive, as long as he survived.

Before departure, Wu Tong comforted Xu Xiaoai.

"Listen to the doctor, and I will take another car to the hospital. Don't worry, Xiaofeng will be fine. He has a tough life and can withstand anything. Believe me, Xiaofeng will definitely survive!"

Wu Tong hugged Xu Xiaoai, and patted her on the back while talking.

"En..." Xu Xiaoai's eyes were swollen from crying and turned into big walnuts.

After she got into the ambulance, the door of the ambulance was closed.

Wu Tong went to tell the dog a few more words, telling him to follow the ambulance, not to drive too fast, there are several wounded in the car, take care of each other.

Gouzi's eyes were full of gratitude, and for a moment he forgot who hurt the brothers around him.

After the two cars in front drove out one after another, Wu Tong quickly walked towards Cong Yang's Bugatti Veyron.

Dressed in blue carbon fiber and polished aluminum trim, the high-value sports car is a favorite of the Middle Eastern billionaires.

Such a car is not something a small radio anchor can afford. Cong Yang must have an unknown identity and a deep background.

Wu Tong generally knew people with deep backgrounds in Guanzhou City, but he had never heard of such a person.

Guanzhou is really an unfathomable place with hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

Cong Yang opened the car door for Wu Tong, and she sat on the orange leather seat, the height and angle of which had been specially adjusted for Wu Tong.

After the problem was initially resolved, Wu Tong felt exhausted.

Sitting in a comfortable seat, Wu Tong took a few deep breaths to relax.

There is a faint fragrance in the car. I can't tell what kind of floral fragrance it is, and I can't tell which perfume it is.

"What's the smell?" Wu Tong asked curiously.

"Soap, does it smell good?"

"It smells good, I don't think I've ever smelled this kind of soap before."

"An old friend made it himself, so there is no need to sell it."

"Can you ask him to make two pieces for me? It smells so soothing."

"She's dead." After a brief silence, Cong Yang continued, "But I've researched her formula, and I can make two pieces for you."

"thank you……"

Wu Tong just thanked him simply.

She felt that no matter what she said at this time, she seemed pale and powerless, unable to comfort others.

The person who passed away has passed away, not to mention that she didn't understand Cong Yang at all, nor did she understand what kind of existence that deceased person was to Cong Yang.

Cong Yang tilted his head and said to Wu Tong: "It seems that you have been doing well recently, and you look very good!"

Wu Tong said lightly: "It's okay."

"Zheng Jiaxuan is quite capable. He settled the egg matter for you so quickly."

"Really? I don't even know."

"About an hour or two ago, that woman recorded a video and posted it online. I apologized to you, saying that I shouldn't have smashed eggs first, and cursed at you; then I apologized to Zheng Jiaxuan, saying that as a fan The idol was ashamed; in the end, he apologized to the fans, saying that he had misled everyone and spread negative energy and so on. I cried so much that it was so sensational that I got goosebumps all over my body."

Wu Tong smiled and said, "You really care about gossip news."

Cong Yang said seriously: "I don't care about gossip, I care about you."

Wu Tong didn't know how to answer this sentence, so he changed the subject, "Thank you for saving me today, and I will pay back the favor you owed me before."

"Is that why you want to distance yourself from me?"

"I have no relationship with you other than the relationship between the host and the audience."

"Really——" Cong Yang elongated his voice meaningfully, "We really have other relationships, but you don't know it."

"Then may I know?"

"No."

Wu Tong leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes.

She pondered back and forth, but she couldn't think of any intersection between them.Maybe Cong Yang was just playing tricks, Wu Tong finally came to such a conclusion.

"Have you not listened to the show recently?"

Wu Tong was worried that he would ask this before, but he still asked.

Wu Tong prevaricated: "Well, I've been busy recently."

She didn't know why she felt guilty, as if she had made a big mistake.

As a listener, she can listen to this program as long as she wants, and she doesn't have to listen to it if she doesn't want to. No one stipulates that she must listen to it without stopping after the first episode.

But she felt inexplicably, as if she had betrayed something.

Thinking of this, Wu Tong felt that he was simply unreasonable.

"It seems that Zheng Jiaxuan has been tossing you a lot." Cong Yang's meaning was vague and obvious.

Wu Tong: "..."

"I was on the radio, blessed you, and even sent you a song."

"What song is it?"

""Shouldn't Fall in Love with You""

Wu Tong: "?"

WTF!Who shouldn't fall in love with whom? !

Cong Yang laughed and said, "The one that amuses you is "Kiss Goodbye"."

"It's fun playing with me, isn't it?"

"Okay, it's Zheng Jiaxuan's famous song."

"He has a lot of famous songs."

"It's "Waiting for Happiness""

"Didn't you receive any complaint letter or something? Is the drop of followers serious recently?"

Cong Yang answered the question as a joke, but very seriously.

"I started this radio station, originally for people who are destined to listen to it. It has been eight years, and the listeners have come and gone. I am not a celebrity, and I am afraid of losing fans. I didn't regard them as fans. I said , you listen, if it sounds good, listen to it more, if it doesn’t sound good, just don’t listen, it’s such a simple thing.”

Hearing this, I feel a little angry.

Cong Yang drove with his left hand at first, but when he switched to his right hand to steer the wheel, Wu Tong saw a red "Rong" tattooed on his right arm.

Wu Tong remembered that when he talked with Cong Yang for the first time, he mentioned a person.Wu Tong thought, this "Rong" should represent that person.

The person who made this soap is very likely to be this "rong".

This person must have extraordinary significance to Cong Yang, so that he misses him so much.

Wu Tong wanted to ask about the story between him and "Rong", but she felt that Cong Yang would definitely not answer.This is likely to be a very painful memory for him.

Exposing scars is not something a kind person should do.

Wu Tong finally swallowed his curiosity and asked another question.

"Why are you here today?"

"Passing by."

"Passing by? What a coincidence."

Cong Yang said without knowing whether it was true or false: "Who said it wasn't, how could it be such a coincidence."

　Little Angel: What is love?
　　Benta: Love is that we live at opposite ends of the city, but I can still take you home "by the way".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)