C126 Heart-liver baby

Meng Qingyang was still on his way. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, the car horns blended with the sound of the horn, and the symphony was being played up and down the main street of the city, unaccountably disturbing.

When they received the call from Wen Zhizhi, the long traffic jam finally began to move.

It turned out that there was a traffic accident in front of them