Chapter 1610: There's Been an Accident Up Ahead

Zhi’er had only been waiting for five or six minutes.

Then she saw at the end of the mountain road that familiar Maybach coming with bright lights like a shadow of a leopard.

Stirring up the wind sounds through the mountains.

Afterward, Feng Fuce steadily stopped at the foot of the steps.

He rolled down the car window, and in the passenger seat, Feng Linxing’s whole little face was full of displeasure.

“Mommy!” he hurriedly complained, “Dad drove the car like it was flying, speeding all the way.”

Zhi’er laughed and ran down the steps. Feng Fuce took the initiative to unfasten his son’s seat belt and baby seat, placing him in the back seat, letting his wife sit beside him.

As soon as they met, he tightly grasped her fingertips: “Why are your hands so cold? Didn’t I tell you to wait for me at the temple?”

Zhi’er smiled: “All the tourists have left. I’m the last one. If I don’t leave, the monks would keep me for a vegetarian meal; I’m not really hungry.”

Speaking, she turned to ask her precious son first: “Xingxing, are you hungry?”

Feng Linxing shook his head, pointing to the bag full of snacks beside him.

“Grandpa Zeng packed a lot, but these foods are not tasty.”

Far inferior compared to his grandfather’s imperial chef.

Feng Fuce pulled out his phone to navigate, it would take three to four hours to drive 300 kilometers to Zhenji Mountain from here.

And it was already 7 PM.

Feng Fuce said: “Since you’re not hungry, I’ll drive straight to Zhenji Mountain. We can eat a little if hungry at a service area along the way.”

Zhi’er waved her hand: “No need to eat outside.”

Saying that she took out the Qiankun Bag and pulled out one bag after another of fresh pastries.

Brought specially from ancient Chu Kingdom a thousand years ago.

Seeing the familiar pastries, Feng Linxing immediately reached out his little hand: “I want!”

Zhi’er laughed happily: “So, hubby, you can drive slowly, whatever Xingxing wants to eat, it’s all in the Qiankun Bag.”

The family of three decided and directly drove to their destination.

Two hours later.

The car was smoothly and swiftly driving on the highway.

At the last service area, Zhi’er had already moved to sit in the back seat.

At this moment, Feng Fuce saw through the internal rearview mirror, his wife cuddling the child, both big and small were asleep.

When Feng Linxing is awake, he’s a cold little rascal.

Once asleep, he’s like an obedient baby, unconsciously clutching his mother’s sleeve with his little hands.

And Zhi’er, holding her son’s body with one hand, pulled Feng Fuce’s earlier removed suit jacket with the other as a blanket.

The inside of the car was a constant 25 degrees, neither cold nor hot.

As they just entered South City highway, a heavy rain suddenly started pouring down.

The raindrops were so large they could hardly see the road.

But it wasn’t a problem for Feng Fuce.

However, it did wake up the sleeping Feng Linxing.

The little guy stretched lazily upon waking, turning to see his mother Zhi’er still asleep, he voluntarily pulled the corner of her clothes to cover her tightly.

Suddenly, the car slowed down.

Up ahead, three cars collided, the scene was gruesome, someone was standing by the roadside crying in the rain making phone calls.

The road was blocked, Feng Fuce had to stop the car.

Feng Linxing slightly opened a crack in the window, hearing the torrential rain outside and smelling the scent of blood in the air.

The little guy’s thin eyes and phoenix gaze instantly became profound.

Afraid of disturbing Zhi’er’s sleep, he ultimately raised the car window.

Feng Linxing leaned his head forward, only to see Feng Fuce’s eyes dark and unpredictable.

The little guy glanced twice: “Dad, someone died up ahead.”

Upon hearing this, Zhi’er awoke with a shock from her dream.