Chapter 752: Unselfish (1/2)

Yan Huan opened the phone, and at the sight of the small, dirty look of Lei Zi, he couldn't help but chuckled and laughed. She took her bag and prepared to go back

However, when she left the hospital, she couldn't help but stopped, and some could not say that loneliness started from the heart.

It turns out that one's life is like this.

As soon as she was about to leave, she received a call, a strange number.

”Hello, Miss Luo?”

The voice over there was even stranger. She had never heard of it, nor had she seen this number. Who is that? Also, Miss Luo, when did she become Miss Luo?

”Who are you?” She stepped aside to sit on the rest chair, and her leg injury was not bad, so she stopped cycling.

”I'm Lin Jiajia's family. I want to see you once and don't know if I can?”

Lin Jiajia, this name is quite familiar.

Yan Huan repeatedly searched her own memory, but there was such a name in her memory, but she didn't look like it.

By the way, who is Lin Jiajia, this is the name of a woman, as well as her family, what is the family, and how she gets more and more confused.

”I don't have time,” Yan Huan hadn't thought of seeing anyone here, can she still see people with her face, isn't that how ugly she's ugly, she can't be exposed, If she had really met, she would not have spent her time here, and she would have to find a place again. Then she would have to move and re-familiarize herself with the environment. She did not want it, nor did she want to.

The people over there have been silent for a long time, this is what said, ”Miss Luo, I want to discuss with you, can you handle the matter of the car agency, can we handle it in private, how much money do you want, I can consider here .”

When Yan Huan heard this, she suddenly remembered who Lin Jiajia was, that was the female driver who hit the man. Why, she became private, but why did she be private? Did you see that?

She said that Huan was lucky, her life was still alive, but what about others?

Everyone's life is the same precious. If you lose it, you can't take it back.

Now I have to be private with her.

”Miss Luo?” The person over there asked again.

Yan Huan squeezed his bag, and the cold wind blew on her face, which was too cold for her.

How much can you give me, she asked.

There was silence first, and half a day later it was a temptation.

”Miss Luo, what do you think, after all, you are only slightly injured, a person heavier than you, we gave 50,000, so...” The population over there is like alms.

”I will give you fifty thousand, you see, is that all right?”

”Five thousand?” Yan Huan laughed, the wind blowing on her face, the more cold her smile at this time.

”I'll give you five million, you let the dead come alive.”

Ridiculously, fifty thousand yuan, is it worth fifty thousand yuan for her words? The name of her box office elixir comes from nothing.

Everyone is dead. What do you want money for? Can you buy a life with money? A life is priceless. If human life can be measured by money, then she will use all of her money to exchange Lu Yi's life, even if it is at all costs.

But can it, can it?

Really?