Be Good Chapter 979: I don’t want to be responsible for the pain in my legs

Mother and son said this.

There is a crash outside.

Of course, it wasn't their carriage that came out.

It is very loud.

Jiang Yuan's smiling voice sounded outside, "Master, someone touches porcelain."

"Wow, who dares to touch porcelain." Yuan Miao's eyes lit up immediately, ready to rush out.

Like a calf.

Yuan Changhuan immediately grabbed his son's little hand and threw him on the soft couch, "Don't go out, just stay here."

"Mother..."

Yuan Miao acted like a baby.

Put on the veil, revealing only those eyes that are more soul-stirring than before, Yuan Changhuan stared at him, "It's useless to act like a baby."

After finishing speaking, he lifted the curtain of the car and walked out.

She really wanted to see who was so short-sighted, and on the first day she returned to Pingcheng, bumped into Cier.

Isn't this giving her son a bad impression?

What if Miao Miao mentions his mother's hometown in the future, and the first image that pops up in his mind is Pengcier?

Children's education should be crooked from an early age.

It's all the fault of this toucher.

"Your carriage hit Mrs. Ben, tell me, how are you going to pay for it?" The woman who fell on the ground was wearing an old brocade dress, which was the style of several years ago, and it is long out of date now.

And it was washed white.

The jewelry and pearl hairpins are also from a few years ago.

As soon as Yuan Changhuan saw her attire, he guessed that she must be a woman who went from rich to poor.

"Compensation?"

Yuan Changhuan's red lips parted slightly, and he spoke coolly.

For a single word, she uttered it hundreds of times, in a beautiful and melodious manner.

It makes people feel numb and soft.

The woman looked up, and she was taken aback when she saw Yuan Changhuan for the first time.

The woman in red with a veil was standing on the carriage, and she could only vaguely see her eyebrows, which were very much like the person in her memory.

Yuan Changhuan.

It's just that Yuan Changhuan is not as elegant as the woman in front of him.

Although it looked difficult to provoke, she had no choice but to grit her teeth, and the woman slapped on the ground, "My leg hurts so much, come here, someone hit someone here and doesn't want to take responsibility."

"Help me."

Because of the woman's voice, many people appeared in the originally silent street.

Point and point.

Yuan Changhuan's carriage didn't look like a local at all, but the people in the neighborhood street, they regarded them as outsiders.

The locals naturally protect the locals.

No wonder she felt that this woman's sloppy look was so familiar, she turned out to be an acquaintance, Yuan Changhuan's red lips curled up under the veil, Fu Yan, don't worry.

Unexpectedly, in just three or four years, Fu Yan turned from a well-behaved scholarly lady into such a country shrew.

Time is a wonderful thing.

"Does it hurt?" Yuan Changhuan folded his arms and leaned on the car door, looking down at her, "It hurts so much that I can't walk?"

Fu Yan didn't realize the meaning of Yuan Changhuan's words, and subconsciously replied, "Yeah, it hurts so much that I can't walk, you are responsible..."

The voice did not fall.

Yuan Changhuan raised his hand, and in front of everyone, "Bumped into it."

Hearing Yuan Changhuan give an order.

Jiang Yuan slapped his **** fiercely, "Drive!"

"Ah!"

A sharp voice sounded, and Fu Yan rushed to the side of the road in a frenzy.

"Call..."

Jiang Yuan reined in the reins.

The carriage stopped instantly.

All the onlookers saw Fu Yan's crisp and quick movements, as if she had been hit and couldn't move.

The one pointing was replaced by Fu Yan.

Fu Yan shook her face and didn't want it anymore, she lay on the ground and started crying, "Outsiders are bullying others, bullying everyone."