I'm Flying a Helicopter To School
Chapter 19 - Inviting Song Qingwan to Dinner
Lin Chen involuntarily rushed over to help him.
"Are you okay?"
Lin Chen asked.
Su Mo shook his head with tears in his eyes, and his lips turned pale from pain.
"Legs, Wei has arrived."
Su Mo whispered.
Lin Chen quickly squatted down to help him check for injuries and found that his ankle was swollen.
He immediately reported to the instructor and took her to the hospital.
On the way, Su Mo stared at Lin Chen's firm chin, his heart pounding, and could not calm down.
After getting out of the hospital, Lin Chen sent him straight to the bottom of the dormitory.
"Can you ride alone?"
Lin Chen asked.
Su Mo nodded:
"I can."
He stopped and continued:
"Thank you, Lin Chen."
Lin Chen smiled:
"Blame me, if I don't chase you, you won't fall."
When Lin Chen said this, Su Mo became a little anxious, and said quickly:
"don't blame you!"
Lin Chen was stunned for a moment.
Why did he react so much?
After recovering, Su Mo also felt that he was too extreme, and quickly explained:
"Don't blame you, I'm not careful ..."
"Ah, I'll be back!"
Leaving behind these words, he limped and fled to the dorm building.
After finally reaching the second floor, he leaned against the window and looked down, only to find that Lin Chen's figure was missing, and a faint sense of loss suddenly filled his heart.
…
Ten days of military training time passed quickly.
All the boys in the class, except for Lin Chen, had been tanned for several degrees.
Lin Chen, who was exercising on the treadmill at the villa gym, suddenly stopped.
[Beep! Congratulations to the host for triggering the plot task: invite Song Qingwan to a meal, and reward 30 shares of the Jiacheng Company! can
Sitting on the bench, Lin Chen had almost forgotten that he still owed Song Qingwan a meal.
He took out his phone and sent a prestigious message to Song Qingwan.
Lin Chen: Big brother, when are you free? I still owe you a meal.
Song Qingwan replied almost in a split second: tomorrow afternoon, how is it?
Lin Chen: Yes.
He won't have class tomorrow.
…
The next day, downstairs in the girls' bedroom, a Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked.
The people passing by were all dumbfounded.
"This car is too cool? Looks expensive!"
"This is a Rolls-Royce Phantom, almost tens of millions!"
"Niu Beep! Is this rich young master waiting for his girlfriend?"
…
Lin Chen, who was in the driver's seat, sent a voice message to Song Qingwan, asking when to get off.
As soon as the news was sent, Song Qingwan was seen descending down.
Song Qingwan today seemed to have been specially dressed, she was wearing a one-shoulder white dress with hair tied into a ball head, and a dragon beard and bangs were hanging on her cheeks, making her face smaller.
As soon as he got off, Song Qingwan saw the attention-grabbing Rolls-Royce Phantom and directly walked over here.
People around are dumbfounded.
"How is the situation? Turns out this car was waiting for Colonel Song to finish it?"
"Isn't Song Colonel Hua not in love? Was it dropped by a second-generation Rolls-Royce Phantom Rich?"
"Truely, it's fake not to fall in love!"
…
Lin Chen got out of the car and opened the door on the other side for him.
Song Qingwan wanted to say something and stopped, and finally got into the co-pilot obediently.
This is my favorite car, I really want to try it!
Watching Song Qingwan look at his driving seat from time to time, Lin Chen asked:
"Sister senior, do you want to give it a try?"
Song Qingwan's eyes twinkled:
"is it okay?"
Lin Chen nodded, got out of the car and changed positions with him.
Song Qingwan, who was sitting in the driver seat of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, was very excited. He kicked the gas pedal and the sound of the v12 engine exploded. Song Qingwan's face flushed red with excitement.
Lin Chen leaned back in the chair lazily, joking:
"Unexpectedly, the older sister was still the old driver."