"Mom, do you know something?"
Yao Bingxin's expression darkened, which puzzled Pei Yan.
"How could this be? How could this be?!"
Yao Bingxin suddenly became absent-minded. She shook her head repeatedly and said, "This isn't true. That's just a swindler. How can we believe a swindler's words? Coincidence. It must be a coincidence!"
Chu Yan frowned slightly. Pei Yan straightened Yao Bingxin's shoulders and asked nervously, "Mom, Mom, what's wrong?"
"It's not true!" Yao Bingxin shook her head.
"What happened? I was almost hit by a car. Did someone do it deliberately?"
Pei Yan's voice was much higher, awakening Yao Bingxin from her trance.
She hurriedly grabbed Pei Yan's hand and asked, "Son, are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?"
"If something happened to me, would I still be sitting here talking to you?" Pei Yan sighed helplessly and asked, "Mom, tell me, what happened?"
"Sigh—"
