Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Lin Linxiang is the engine behind Luo Ying, twenty years old this year, a junior student.

Today, the new sports car has just arrived. He is testing it and hasn't been on the road for an hour.

Knowing this would happen, he wouldn't test the car today no matter how itching.

"Name, Lin Linxiang, age, 20 years old, a junior student of the Foreign Languages ​​Department of Imperial Capital University." Yaquan was holding a mobile phone, recording Lin Linxiang's information in detail, "What is the ID number?"

"Ah! Do you need an ID number?"

After telling the other party all the basic information, Lin Linxiang had a headache when he heard that Yaquan even needed his ID number.

"You think if you go to the police station, the police won't ask for your ID number?"

Ya Quan pushed the spectacle frame on the bridge of her nose, and a baby face looked at Lin Linxiang calmly.

"You are not a policeman."

Lin Linxiang muttered a retort, but still very cooperatively took out his wallet, took out his ID card and handed it to Ya Quan.

Yaquan took Lin Linxiang's ID card and quickly flipped his fingers on the phone's keyboard to record his ID number.

"When this happened, because I was indeed speeding, I must be responsible, but! I don’t think I can bear all the responsibility. If she drives on the right road, she won’t cross over to the left road. If you don’t, it’s impossible for me to hit her!"

Lin Linxiang looked at Yaquan who had carefully recorded his ID number, and he tried his best to explain and restore the truth.

"How exactly did it crash into? By then, the monitoring will be clear."

Ya Quan returned his ID card to Lin Linxiang very calmly.

"I'm really innocent! If I hit someone deliberately, or if the responsibility lies with me, I might be scared to run away on the spot! But you see, I stayed on the scene?"

Lin Linxiang had never experienced such a thing, and now the life and death of the person hit by him is still unknown in the operating room, and he is indeed broken.

"You hit someone. I have to thank you for not escaping?"

As the representative of the party who was hit by a car accident, Yaquan would naturally not stand on Linxiang's side.

"That's not what I meant! I just want to say, in fact, I think I was wronged."

Lin Linxiang's young face immediately looked at Yaquan a little aggrieved.

He is speeding, just a little bit faster, how can I know that this kind of thing will happen.

Life is at stake. How could he make fun of other people's lives? What's more, if he really killed someone, he would have to go to jail!

If the person hit by him didn't occupy the way to cross the boundary, no matter how fast he drives, he won't hit her.

What made Lin Linxiang a little grateful and a little depressed.

I don't know if the protective performance of the sports car is better. Luo Ying was beaten to the head and was unclear in the operating room.

Apart from rubbing a little skin on his forehead, there was nothing on his body.

When a car accident happened, he naturally didn't want to have an accident.

However, the opponent was hit half-dead by him, but he himself could walk, jump, and jump. In contrast, he also felt that he really deserved to die, and it also seemed that Luo Ying was innocent, and he was the damned agent.

Lin Linxiang is also a big boy no matter what, Ya Quan looked at his grievance, and suddenly felt a group of crows flying over his head.

"You hit someone, and you still feel wronged? If you don't drive so fast, can you hit someone?"

Ya Quan taught Lin Linxiang aloud, but because Lin Linxiang's attitude is still good, his eyes are not too harsh.