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Su Xinghe gradually recovered and realized he was alive.

He's still alive.

He lowered his head and hugged Lu Jisheng, unsure of what to say at that moment.

He didn't believe Wen Qi's words, thinking they were outrageously absurd, but the next second, his body reacted instinctively and he hugged Lu Jisheng.

What are the specific steps involved?

I can't remember, I can't remember anything at all.

Gu Ting's gaze swept over Lu Jisheng and Wen Wen, then abruptly turned to the driver's seat—

Su Xinghe pushed Lu Jisheng aside and went to check on Wen Qi's condition.

"Wen Qi? Wen Qi..."

Su Xinghe's voice was trembling as he struggled to his feet, supporting himself on the deformed chair.

Her legs felt a little weak as she tried to step over Lu Jisheng.

Not only did he fail to take a step, but he also lost his balance and landed heavily on Lu Jisheng's lap.

"Well……"

Lu Jisheng, still unconscious, groaned again.

His body twitched slightly, but he showed no signs of waking up.

Gu Ting was also panicked. He braced himself on the chair, his body swaying, and he barely managed to steady himself.

Look towards the driver's seat.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw it.

The driver's seat was severely deformed from the violent impact.

The seat was crookedly pressed against the car door, and the steering wheel was dented from the impact.

Just looking at it from behind, the horrific scene was enough to make your heart leap into your throat.

Wen Qi lay motionless on the deployed airbag.

Her long hair was messily covering her head.

His head was covered with a dense layer of glass shards and blood.

The airbags were stained red, a truly shocking sight.

"Wen Qi..."

Gu Ting's lips were trembling.

A wave of dizziness washed over me, and I heard a buzzing sound in my ears.

Wen Qi is dead...

"Wen Qi."

Su Xinghe was sitting on Lu Jisheng and couldn't get up.

He crawled towards the driver's seat on all fours to get a clear look at Wen Qi's condition.

Tears streamed down my face.

She crawled while crying, calling out, "Wen Qi, Wen Qi..."

"Shut up."

A muffled sound came from over there.

Su Xinghe was stunned for a few seconds before he reacted, overjoyed: "Wen Qi? You're not dead? You're really not dead!"

Gu Ting let out a breath when he heard Wen Qi's voice.

Relaxing completely, I felt utterly exhausted. Leaning against the chair, I gasped for breath, "Wen Qi, you...you scared me to death! I thought you..."

Wen Qi lay on the airbag, maintaining her original posture.

He moved his arm, took out his phone from his pocket, and handed it over.

Su Xinghe quickly wiped away his tears: "Don't move around, I'll call an ambulance for you."

"Take my picture."

Wen Qi's face was buried in the airbag, her voice muffled.

"..."

"..."

"Take pictures of all the details, especially the injury on my head."

Su Xinghe took the phone, opened the camera, and started taking pictures of Wen Qi's appearance.

They took a panoramic photo of Wen Qi lying on the airbag, including the glass shards on her head and the deformed driver's seat.

"Let's get a close-up of the head injury."

Su Xinghe: "..."

I adjusted the phone's angle, pointed the camera at Wen Qi's head, and took a close-up shot—

The head was covered in shards of glass and blood; it looked rather frightening.

Gu Ting was filled with worry: "Wen Qi, where does it hurt? Can you move?"

Wen Qi looked up, and as she did so, shards of glass fell from her head with a "clatter".

More blood trickled down his head, staining his forehead red.

Wen Qi took the phone from Su Xinghe, adjusted her posture, and started taking selfies from various angles—

Shoot from the front, from the side, from below...

"Wen...Wen Qi, are you really alright?"

Su Xinghe swallowed hard, his eyes fixed on a shard of glass on Wen Qi's forehead.

A tiny shard of glass, the size of a fingernail, was stuck brightly on her forehead, still slightly bleeding.

It's enough to make your scalp tingle just looking at it.

Wen Qi didn't even look up, adjusting the angle of her phone: "It's nothing, just a little pain, it's not a big deal."

"..."

"..."

After taking the photos, Wen Qi opened her phone's photo album and sent one copy of the photos and videos to Chen Baiting, and then another copy to Li Min.

My phone rang right after I sent the message. The caller ID showed it was Chen Baiting.

"Ms. Wen, you were in a car accident?" Chen Baiting's voice trembled slightly on the other end of the phone. "How badly are you hurt? Where are you? I'm coming right now!"

"Don't worry about me for now. Take the photos to the police station and say there was a major car accident. Request that they retrieve photos of the section of road from Dongcheng Xilong Avenue, Huicheng Elementary School to the northern suburbs. Be there by 11:00 AM..."

Wen Qi glanced at the time on her phone. "Make a copy of the surveillance footage between 12:30 and keep it for your records. Give the rest to the police and tell them to respond quickly."

"Okay, Miss Wen, I'll be right there." Chen Baiting then asked, "Does Miss Wen know the license plate number?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Qi looked up at Gu Ting beside her.

Gu Ting quickly replied, "Beijing A752695."

"Okay, Miss Wen, I've noted it down. How are your injuries? Where are you right now?"

where is it?

Wen Qi was stunned for a moment. She had been chasing the black car all the way, only concerned with crashing into it, and hadn't noticed where she had ended up.

She looked up at Gu Ting again.

Gu Ting glanced out the window and saw a living room that looked all too familiar.

"This is the North City Villa District, Building 56, my home."

"..."

Wen Qi raised an eyebrow, clearly not expecting that she would chase after the black car and crash directly into Gu Ting's house.

"56 villas in the North City Villa District".

"Okay, Ms. Wen, I'll come find you as soon as I get the evidence."

Wen Qi hung up the phone.

Su Xinghe and Gu Ting looked like idiots.

Looking at Wen Qi, I couldn't understand how a woman could be so awesome.

Despite suffering such heavy losses, he was still able to give a proper account of his work.

On that head...

They all looked like they were in pain.

Wen Qi lowered her head and shook it. As she did so, shards of glass fell to the ground with a "clatter".

More blood trickled down his forehead.

Gu Ting hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"What are you standing there for? Go down and fight!"

Wen Qi was met with two bewildered faces, and the more she looked, the angrier she became.

What a mess they've all become!

They have no backbone at all.

Gu Ting steadied himself and looked out of the car.

The fact that the driver drove the car into the Gu family villa proves that he is inextricably linked to his father.

A large number of people had already gathered in the Gu family's living room.

Everyone stood at a distance around the two horribly damaged cars.

Both vehicles were still emitting white smoke and looked like they could explode at any moment, so no one dared to go any closer.

Gu Cheng stood in the corner, his brows furrowed, and took out his phone to make a call.

His voice was very low: "Bring your men over here right now, get rid of these two cars, and the people inside, whether they're alive or dead, get them out of there as soon as possible."

Even after hanging up the phone, Gu Cheng's expression remained grim.

It must be dealt with as soon as possible; no evidence should be left behind.

With a loud "clang".

This broke the lively discussion in the living room.

The deformed car door was kicked several meters away by Wen Qi.