Shi Lan never publicly announced her pregnancy, first because she felt it was unnecessary and second because she found it too troublesome.
The next morning, Huo Zhao reported in, and Yan Shixiu, accompanied by Shi Lan, got into Xun Yinghua’s mid-range sedan.
"Madam, my car isn’t very luxurious. Please bear with it," Xun Yinghua said, somewhat embarrassed.
The boss raised an eyebrow and said, "If it weren’t for my pregnancy, I could have brought out a more luxurious feeling."
Xun Yinghua chuckled foolishly twice, then followed behind Huo Zhao. Yan Shixiu requested that the car maintain a few hundred meters’ distance to avoid revealing any flaws.
It wasn’t that they were being overly cautious—the matter with Zhou Yi had not been resolved, and the mastermind behind it had not been found. This precaution was also a safeguard against future incidents.
Besides, they were actually waiting for Zhou Yi to make a move.
The two cars traveled without incident until they were about to cross a bridge when suddenly, a truck laden with stones appeared on Huo Zhao’s right. The driver seemed to lose control, and the whole vehicle swung over, causing a fright among the surrounding vehicles as they hurriedly dodged. Eventually, it crashed into a flowerbed, and buried three innocent sedans under its massive frame, including Yan Shixiu’s ride.
In an instant, thick smoke billowed, and the smooth stones rolled everywhere.
The few sedans were essentially deformed, with unknown casualties.
The cars behind all stopped where they were, and both Shi Lan and Yan Shixiu wore grave expressions as they immediately contacted Huo Zhao.
Fortunately, his phone was reachable, and he was right beside the flowerbed, "I’m okay, I jumped out just in time."
But the truck driver and the other two drivers were not so lucky—one was seriously injured, another slightly injured, and one dead on the spot. Needless to say, the dead one had to be the truck driver.
This scene was all too familiar to Shi Lan.
"Huo Zhao, there won’t be a next time," Shi Lan said.
Even if Huo Zhao were a deity, she couldn’t put him in danger again.
"I understand," he replied.
"Under the guise of offering assistance, find all information related to the driver."
The driver met his death, so his family must have benefited. Following this lead, they could catch the culprit.
After hanging up with Huo Zhao, Yan Shixiu instructed Xun Yinghua, "After you take us to the hospital, bring the team to manage the aftermath, and handle their losses in my personal capacity."
Just now, they had witnessed a car accident—a severe traffic accident—and they knew without saying who was behind it. The lengths they’d go to for revenge knew no bounds.
Because Yan Shixiu knew that innocent people were being implicated for them, he had Xun Yinghua manage the aftermath.
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"I’m okay," Shi Lan said, holding Yan Shixiu’s cold hand. "Look, I am fine, aren’t I?"
Yan Shixiu took a deep breath and then held Shi Lan tightly in his arms, "Once again, it was so close."
"We were all in the car, Yan Shixiu, a family of three. If we live, we live together; if we die... we die together!"
After the accident, the police and ambulances arrived at the scene, which was chaotic.
Soon after, the news reported on the accident, and the reporter did not forget to mention, "The scene of the accident was horrific. According to information provided by those in the know, one of the severely damaged vehicles, a Cullinan, belongs to Yan Shixiu, chairman of Shuangshi Group. Whether he was in the car at the time and his current status are still pending further confirmation."