"Brother! Brother!" Lu Weijian opened Lu Heting's car door.
Lu Heting got out of the car with his long legs. He had a bruise on his face. His body swayed a little before he stabilized himself.
Lu Weijian could not help but rejoice. Fortunately, his brother was driving a high-end luxury car today. There was no problem with the car's safety features.
Although the collision was very tragic, it seemed like his brother would be fine.
"Carry Da Bao and Gun Gun away." Lu Heting had long noticed that the car that had lost control was aiming for Lu Weijian. Maybe it was also targeting the two children.
Lu Weijian, this silly and sweet man, thought that it was an accident.
Lu Weijian hurriedly went to carry Da Bao and Gun Gun. Although Da Bao was unwilling, he could tell the seriousness of the matter. In order to not cause trouble for Lu Heting and Su Bei, he endured it.
After all, he was still so young.
