The screech of brakes, and then silence—the living room of the Jiang Family fell eerily quiet.
"Shuyan—" Jiang Zhaolin was the first to regain his senses and dashed forward.
Then, except for the old lady, everyone else went out to check the situation.
Jiang Shuyan lay on the cement floor on one side, clearly the car had run over her legs. Even though the brakes were applied in time, her leg had been run over by the wheels twice.
Her body convulsed and jerked, blood soaking through her clothes and spreading beneath her.
"Shuyan—"
Jiang Zhaolin lunged forward, looking at her. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but all that came out was gurgling blood. His fingers trembled, afraid to touch her.
Tang Wan had not expected this; she ran out only to be struck by the car.
And the car she hit...
was a police car!
