"Wanwan!" Shen Yi's voice, filled with panic, came from the phone.
Ye Wanwan had just slammed against the back of her seat, her nose taking the brunt of it. She covered her aching nose, on the verge of tears.
Yet, hearing Shen Yi's voice made her instinctively reach for the phone that had fallen under the seat.
"Madam, are you alright?" Uncle Zhang hurriedly turned back to check on Ye Wanwan.
Ye Wanwan quickly shook her head, indicating she was fine.
Uncle Zhang, seeing that Ye Wanwan had only hit the seat, said, "Madam, I'll get out and take a look."
"What happened just now? Did we hit someone?" Ye Wanwan was unaware of the specifics, but couldn't help feeling worried given the sudden jolt.
"Don't worry, Madam, we didn't hit anyone, I will go out and check," Uncle Zhang said as he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out to inspect the situation.
