Heart Hunting Game: His Hot Sweet Wife

A few days later, Sansa Ran got on a phone call from Dean Lan and was pulled into a car with his and someone else’s son Jeffrey.

She was still in a trance until she sat in the passenger seat. Gee, remorse.

“We’re going to the airport.” Dean Lan gave her a light sentence and turned to stare at the road ahead with a cool brow.

Sansa Ran took a breath and gazed in the reverse mirror at Jeffrey’s cheerful appearance.

Was this still her son? Did she give birth to a fake son?

The atmosphere in the car was frozen for a while, except for Jeffrey babbling to himself, in a good mood.

Sansa Ran felt depressed, the three of them? It was like a tour.

In a daze, a violent crashing sound exploded in her ears, and quickly Sansa Ran felt a pain in the back of her neck.

She sucked in a cold breath.

Jeffrey immediately went over, “Mom, are you okay?”

At that, Dean Lan held Sansa Ran’s neck, “We tailgated.” His slightly furrowed brow startled Sansa Ran.

The tone of his voice was no different from his normal speech, and she would not have noticed the seriousness of the situation if not for the conspicuous “Chuan” shrug between his eyebrows.

Sansa Ran felt the warm touch on her neck and felt a lot more at ease.

“What should I do?” Sansa Ran panicked.

Dean Lan, as usual, took a deep breath before slowly saying, “It’s not our fault, it’s their sudden stop.”

Sansa Ran smacked her lips in displeasure, it was them who chased the tail, even if he said so she believed it, but it did not help. Would others believe it? And why would they believe him? What about his arrogant, unbeatable face?

“Get out of the car and go check it out!” Sansa Ran gasped and scolded.

Dean Lan frowned, then let go of her neck and got out of the car with a sharp movement.

Sansa Ran looked at Jeffrey and ordered in a deep voice, “Just stay in the car, don’t get out. Don’t get out of the car if anything happens.”

Jeffrey looked at Sansa Ran pitifully: “Mom …”

“This is non-negotiable! I have to protect you from harm!” Sansa Ran decided to get out of the car and locked the door from the outside.This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

Jeffrey burst into tears inside the car.

Sansa Ran touched the red and swollen back of his neck and frowned at Dean Lan’s appearance, his hands in his pants pockets, his face cold and clear, his aura of being unapproachable.

Anyone who looked at him would think he was justified in crashing his car! “Sansa Ran was full of reproach and fell on him.

But he continued to shrug as if he didn’t care.

Instead of looking like a decent person, the person on the other side cursed at them, “See! No quality! You’re justified in crashing your car! I’m hurt!”

The other man was a big, burly man who looked like he could take down Dean Lan and Sansa Ran in one fell swoop.

Sansa Ran hurriedly pulled Dean Lan to protect himself: “Sorry! My friend, he doesn’t know what he’s doing!”

In turn, Sansa Ran turned around and gibbered, “Just apologize, I don’t see how badly his car was damaged, maybe they didn’t intend to make such a big deal, who knows you are so arrogant.”

“Why apologize? It’s not our fault.” Dean Lan said, still cool and sharp.

Sansa Ran pursed her lips, his words were not entirely without merit.

She had been treating him like he was being unreasonable.

Maybe everyone is a little stubborn and won’t give in just because … they are right.

Sansa Ran suddenly approached Dean Lan and said in a soft voice, “Do you trust me? I can make him apologize.”

Dean Lan raised an eyebrow, and then relaxed his expression: “I believe, I believe you have that kind of ability.” Sansa Ran but a smile: “Do not trust me blindly, in case things do not work …”

“No.” Dean Lan suddenly said.

Sansa Ran has no reason for a warm current, the original someone with her as stubborn, her former stubbornness seems to be unhelpful, did not play any substantial role, even a little to make stubbornness become noble she can not do.

This time is different, she not only for her own stubbornness, but also for Dean Lan’s stubbornness.

Sansa Ran took a deep breath and looked at the wall of people around her, but did not feel depressed.

She took light steps and walked up to the other person: “This gentleman, we just tried to recall carefully, if I remember correctly … you parked the car first.”

The man immediately freaked out, glaring at Sansa Ran and snarling, “What do you mean? Does that mean I’m wrong?”

Sansa Ran immediately waved his hand, “We didn’t mean that, I just wanted to ask you where you were hurt and if you were serious. I just wanted to ask you where you were hurt and if it was serious so we could calculate if we had enough money to pay for it.”

The man was a bit vain, his eyes slithering, “I … just felt a bump behind me, and then I fell on my back on the back of the chair!”

Sansa Ran involuntarily twitched the corners of her mouth and handed a reassuring look to a confused Dean Lan.

“Oh? Really? You hit the back of a chair?” Sansa Ran looked at her partner with a harmless expression.

But the other side stammered, “Yeah, yeah.”

“Tsk, that’s not right. I hit the back of my neck, how can you hit the back of your neck too? Shouldn’t we have been knocked out of the car?” Sansa Ran looked puzzled and rubbed her chin.

By definition, the person in the car being rear-ended would fall forward, while the person in the car being rear-ended would fall backward.

This is common sense, Sansa Ran’s eyes suddenly tinged with feigned ruthlessness: “Brother, do you want to blackmail money?”

The five big and three thick a man backed up several steps.

“Your car is broken we can compensate, but you have mixed the medical bill is when so mean?” Sansa Ran held back the excitement of victory inside and forced the question word by word.

Sansa Ran sneered: “Slander?” The way she gritted her teeth word by word seemed to frighten the other party, who scanned the crowd in panic and fled in his car.

Dean Lan frowned at the redness on the back of Sansa Ran’s neck. Sansa Ran turned her head: “You see, I said not to trust me blindly, and he didn’t apologize.”

Dean Lan’s hand slowly caressed the back of Sansa Ran’s neck, rubbing it gently. Seemingly sighing, he said, “You’ve done a good job.”

When the two of them returned to the car, Jeffrey had already cried himself to sleep, and Sansa Ran couldn’t help but smile dotingly.

When they finally arrived at the airport, Jeffrey woke up as well. As soon as he got out of the car, he grabbed Sansa Ran and Dean Lan’s hands and put them together.

Jeffrey said happily, “Don’t ever let go of mommy’s hand, or she’ll run away with someone else!”

Sansa Ran blushed and bowed her head in silence. She was about to pull her hand back when Jeffrey pressed it back: “No, Jeffrey wants to be with you all the time.”

Dean Lan handed Jeffrey a look of praise.