Feng Yin, who left the funeral, really put this item down.
There is not much sadness, and she will not use this to make a profit for herself.
The next year’s bouquet of chrysanthemums will probably be the fate between her and Qian Ming.
Feng Yin drove his truck and contacted Cheng Yanqiu.
She is going to make medicinal materials.
Cheng Yanqiu didn’t know what Feng Yin wanted medicinal materials, but he knew that this should be very important to Feng Yin.
“I’ll go back to the old house and wait for you and accompany you.”
“Okay.”
Feng Yin replied in response, hung up the phone, and drove the truck towards the Cheng family.
On the way back, Feng Yin chose the expressway on the viaduct. There were no red lights all the way, and there would be no traffic jam at this time, and it would be very fast.
Feng Yin was driving normally and felt a burst of thrust coming from her butt, and the sound of impact was also transmitted into her eardrums. She subconsciously stepped on the brakes and turned the steering wheel to prevent rear-end collision from further expanding.
A series of brake sounds sounded, but fortunately it was not the slippery road, only two cars collided, and Feng Yin was the one who was rear-ended.
Rear-collision is considered a minor accident. Feng Yin is in front and the car behind is enough to take the insurance. There is nothing to be argued about.
Feng Yin got out of the car, and the driver of the car behind also got out and apologized to her.
He has a good attitude and takes responsibility.
The vehicle next to him slowly passed by, and Feng Yin smiled.
“You came from the driveway next to me and picked me up and hit me.”
The driver behind the accident was a young man. He clasped his hands together and kept bowing to Feng Yin, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I-I-“
“It’s okay, if I choose my car, those two will look expensive at first.”
Feng Yin’s friendly attitude made the owner of the accident breathe a sigh of relief and even more embarrassed.
He really thought so.