It was as if a fly had flown into his mouth, Qian Weijun suddenly started coughing—and hard, too. He bent halfway over, coughing his lungs out, face beet red. He coughed so hard it left his goddaughter and a group of laborers utterly bewildered.
Jiang Xue got out of the car, took Xiao Ming's hand, and whispered, "I'll stop them later, you run immediately.
"I'm a woman and pregnant, they definitely won't dare to do anything to me."
Xiao Ming was both shocked and puzzled, "You don't blame me for causing trouble just by buying a car?"
Jiang Xue shook her head, "I'm not blind, can't I see who is looking for trouble? We don't deliberately cause problems, but we can't let anyone bully us either."
Xiao Ming laughed, hugging his wife tightly and planted a firm kiss on her forehead, "My God! I can't even imagine now how I ever lived without you."
Those words were heartfelt, with not a hint of exaggeration.
