South Vietnam originally wanted to call online car hailing, but it was probably because it was in the middle of the mountain for a while and a half, and no one answered the order.

    Ren Ran asked her to go back with Sheng Jingheng''s car. Without him, they were just on their way.

    In love and reason, South Vietnam had no reason not to, so he bowed his head and thanked, and then got on Sheng Jingheng''s black business car.

    The driver was not Wei Jun, but another young man.

    After Nanyue got on the bus and sat down, the other party looked at her through the rearview mirror.

    After Sheng Jingheng came up, he took back his sight and focused on the front.

    Seeing the car leave, Ren Ran also took Ren Jiayuan into the car. The driver driving them was Sheng Jingheng, tall and thin, with a slightly dark complexion, as silent as the employer.

    "Dad, since you''re afraid of checking drunk driving, why don''t you bring Uncle Zhang with you?"

    Ren Jiayuan has been a little inexplicably afraid of his second cousin and his driver.

    In the same car, I feel I can''t speak loudly.

    Ren Ran also told her the original words of South Vietnam.

    "Well," Ren Jiayuan accepted in an instant, "it''s time to listen to Nanyue. I feel her intuition is accurate and she can say everything."

    Ren Ran didn''t take it too seriously. He just thought his daughter was getting along with South Vietnam and asked with a smile, "what did you talk about just now, so happy?"

    "Just talk casually. Dad, do you even have to take care of this?" Ren Jiayuan naturally wouldn''t tell him that he talked with South Vietnam about moon all the way and those things on microblog.

    "Mostly your brothers?" Ren Ran looked at the faint precaution in his daughter''s eyes and couldn''t help laughing, "dad doesn''t object to your star chasing. As long as you have a good class, complete your homework on time and don''t retreat, you can buy you the front row ticket for any concert meeting."

    "Really?" Ren Jiayuan was surprised. "Dad, say it again, I''ll save the recording!"

    When she took out her mobile phone, Ren Ran patted her head: "stop it. By the way, your sister in South Vietnam asked me to check your homework and take it out."

    "Ah?" Ren Jiayuan was a little dizzy, "why is she like this!"

    Nevertheless, she handed over her exercise book honestly.

    Strange to say, she stayed in the box with South Vietnam this afternoon. She was rarely distracted from her homework and didn''t want to play with her mobile phone.

    Therefore, the weekend homework of each subject has been finished.

    Then the father and daughter sitting in the back seat began an inspection operation, one wearing headphones and listening to music.

    Gradually, the sun set and the sky darkened.

    After Ren Ran checked his work, he found that the car had been blocked for a long time.

    "What''s going on?"

    The driver said, "there was a rear end collision ahead. The traffic police are mediating."

    "Yes." Ren Ran looked out of the window and just saw a path. It''s OK to go around here, but you have to go around more detours.

    He subconsciously wanted the driver to go another way. Just as he was about to exit, a serious and solemn face of South Vietnam suddenly appeared in his mind.

    At the same time, the driver received a message. He calmly put down his cell phone: "Sir, I''ll get off and have a look."

    "OK, be careful." Ren Yan frowned slightly and looked at the traffic ahead.

    The driver got out of the car, opened the front cover, checked for a moment, and then got on the car again.

    He didn''t say anything, but Ren Ran was unexpectedly relieved. Of course, it''s not easy to follow Sheng Jingheng for many years.

    Then he looked at his daughter on one side. Ren Jiayuan was sleepy listening to the song. He would close his eyes and squint over without feeling anything.

    After waiting for more than ten minutes, the traffic flow finally moved.

    As soon as Ren Ran fastened the seat belt in the back seat, his cell phone rang and the caller was the old lady.

    "Xiaoran, where are you and Yuanyuan?"