On their wedding anniversary, my wife insisted on doing a vehicle collision test with Bai Yueguang. I looked at the information the assistant sent me and hurriedly tried to dissuade me. "Jiang Tianchen, forget it if you are afraid. Shuyan is a designer. He dares to sit down in person. What's the problem?" "I don't care what happens to him, but you are still pregnant, so you can't mess around." My wife stayed with me helplessly, but Bai Shuyan died in that test. I was glad that I stopped my wife, but I didn't see her resentful eyes. As the prenatal check-up approached, my wife proposed for the first time that she wanted to go out for a walk and asked me to bring my parents with me. But when I was turning a corner, my wife, who was sitting in the passenger seat, pulled my steering wheel sharply. "Lu Wanting, you are crazy! There is a child in your belly!" Her lower body was bleeding continuously, and she said to me with a ferocious face: "Shut up, this is Shuyan and my child!" "It's not that you didn't stop Shuyan, how could he die? I want your whole family to be buried with him!" Amid her ferocious screams and the explosion of fire, I lost consciousness. When I opened my eyes, I went back to the day when they invited me to participate in the vehicle collision test.
