Chapter 1180 Is there any misunderstanding? !

  Yan Shiqi shook his head and looked suspicious, "I'm fine, what's the matter?"

   Kobayashi explained with an obscure expression, “The car in front suddenly turned right and jumped into the line and rear-ended.”

  Ohara condensed his eyebrows, got up and looked out through the windshield, "He is solely responsible for how to drive!"

  The nanny car in front of him was rear-end collision with an Infiniti white car.

  Kobayashi unfastened the seat belt, opened the car door and dropped a sentence: "I'll take care of it."

  Yan Shiqi looked out the window calmly, and as the driving door of the sports car opened, she smiled quietly when the figure leaning out from inside came into view.

  It seems that this is not necessarily an accident!

  Song Qiyu!

  The person who got out of the car in front, wearing a brown coat, was pacing to the rear of the car and carefully looked at the scratches.

  Xiao Lin recognized him as soon as he saw him.

  Before she spoke, Song Qiyu's eyes passed through the windshield of the babysitter's car and fell impartially on Yan Shiqi's body.

  He was standing close to the rear of the two cars.

  And, focus on your eyes.

   Seeing this, Kobayashi calmly moved in front of him, trying to block his too sharp vision.

  But, in the next second, Song Qiyu took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket and dialed the phone.

  At the same time, Yan Shiqi’s cell phone rang...

  Only across the distance of a window, he held his mobile phone to his ear, his height advantage made it impossible for Kobayashi to block his aggressive gaze on Yan Shiqi.

  In the car, Yan Shiqi looked at the caller ID on the screen, but did not connect, but stared at him indifferently.

  A call is automatically hung up.

   Soon, he called the second call.

   Such a move made Yan Shiqi understand that if she does not answer the phone today, Song Qiyu will keep calling.

  Ohara watched this scene vaguely, and took the opportunity to send a message.

  When the second call was about to hang up automatically, Yan Shiqi sighed and pressed the connect button.

   On the phone, a faint smile came, "I thought you were not going to answer my call."

  Listening to the voice, Song Qiyu seemed to be in a good mood.

  Yan Shiqi retracted his gaze, turned his head to look to the other side, and replied lightly, "Mr. Song, is this a bad taste?"

  Her name is no longer Teacher Song.

  The end is those things Song Qiyu did, he is not worthy of such a high-level title as a teacher.

Hearing the sound, Song Qiyu was silent for a moment, and then he leaned against the back of his car and replied in a leisurely manner, "It's not a bad taste, it's just... I watched the news some time ago and knew something happened in your house. Now... …Solve it?"

  The solution is not solved, you don’t know? !

  Yan Shiqi didn't want to bother with him, and smiled slightly, with a little sarcasm, "Since Mr. Song has read the news, he should know that the problem has not been solved."

   "Heh..." Song Qiyu chuckled lightly, his eyes filled with playfulness, "Why haven't you seen me for a while? The smell of gunpowder between you and me? Is there any misunderstanding?"

After finishing the words, Yan Shiqi turned his head slowly and looked at Song Qiyu outside the window again, "Sorry, I'll have something to do in a while. It is better for Mr. Song and my assistant to determine the responsibility for the accident as soon as possible.

  As for whether there is any misunderstanding between you and me, I think Mr. Song should know it in his own mind. "

   Yan Shiqi's nonchalant attitude made Song Qiyu frowned almost imperceptibly.

   While Yan Shiqi was about to hang up, he raised his eyebrows to remind him: "If this is the case, then I won't bother you.

   By the way, you should pay more attention to your body. After all, pregnancy is very hard and life is always difficult. "

the end.

  (End of this chapter)