I Became A Hit After My Divorce!

176 Traffic Rules

However, not everyone was present.

Fu Yunshen was still in Beijing and couldn’t come. His brother, Yang Jinhan, had been writing his thesis recently and didn’t have time to come.

But to Yang Jinxuan, it didn’t matter if the two of them came or not. His main goal was Nangong Jue.

“If you succeed in collaborating with the research institute to develop the chip this time, the Yang Corporation will go further. Congratulations.” Nangong Jue raised his glass first.

“Thank you.” Yang Jinxuan clinked glasses with Nangong Jue and drank it all in one gulp. “Brother Jue, I heard that something almost happened to Han Binglan. What exactly happened?”

The corners of Nangong Jue’s mouth curled up slightly. “The news reported a drunk-driving accident. The driver died on the spot.” Then, he looked down at the wine glass in his hand to hide the emotions in his eyes.

Yang Jinxuan: “...”

Damn it, he knew it was a car accident. He wanted to know what the police had found out.

“Remember, you can’t drive when you drink in the future. You can’t drink if you want to drive.” Nangong Jue poured himself another glass of wine and raised it. “Otherwise, the consequences will be terrible. Lan is purely lucky this time, but the person in the house that was knocked down isn’t so lucky...”

“That’s right.” Hao Kai, who was beside him, also nodded. “There are thousands of roads. Safety is the first. Drive at a high speed and your family will cry. This is a bloody lesson.”

Yang Jinxuan: “...”

Were they here to explain traffic rules to him? He was actually speechless.

“Brother Jinxuan.” Wu Ya, who had sung a song, put down his microphone and sat down. “I heard from my mother that my aunt is looking for a partner for you. Did she tell you?”

Yang Jinxuan’s mother’s name was Wu Ni, and she was Wu Ya’s father’s cousin.

Yang Jinxuan’s expression was a little ugly. “My mother worries for nothing.”

“Brother Jinxuan, you can’t say that. After all, you’re not young anymore.”

“Go to hell.” Yang Jinxuan raised his leg and kicked Wu Ya.

Wu Ya was already prepared. He hurriedly raised his leg and dodged. “You’re angry from embarrassment.”

However, Yang Jinxuan wasn’t in the mood to bicker with Wu Ya now. “Such a big thing has happened to Mrs. Han. Shouldn’t we visit her? How about tomorrow...”

“Are you very familiar with her?” Nangong Jue suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly.

“Brother Jue, why do you ask?” Yang Jinxuan was stunned.

“When she lived in Zeyu Garden, you didn’t even interact with her.” Nangong Jue looked up. “She died three times. You didn’t visit her either, right? Why do you want to visit her now?”

Yang Jinxuan’s face stiffened, but he recovered in an instant. Then, he sneered. “Brother Jue, you hated her very much back then. We naturally didn’t like her, but now...”

“You mean... now that she’s going to divorce me, you like her?” Nangong Jue frowned instantly. “You mean...”

Yang Jinxuan: “...”

Why did it feel like this guy’s brain had been kicked by a donkey? Why did it feel like he couldn’t explain himself? Wasn’t he the one who wanted a divorce back then?

“Brother Jue, what are you thinking about? I’m not interested in her. I just want to show some concern. Since you think it’s not appropriate, can you pretend that I didn’t say anything?” Yang Jinxuan looked helpless.

Nangong Jue suddenly smiled. “No, it’s not inappropriate. If you want to go, go.” As he spoke, he placed the wine glass on the table and stood up. “I have a meeting tomorrow morning. I won’t stay up with you. I’m leaving.” Then, he left.