3: Chapter 2: First Encounter with Lu Chen 3: Chapter 2: First Encounter with Lu Chen Su Mo slipped off one high heel and held it in her hand.
She examined the body of the vehicle; the windshield in front was already covered in cracks.
If she hit it hard enough, it should break.
She yelled to the person inside the car, “Protect your stomach and move back, I’m going to smash the glass!”
Jiang Yulian hugged her belly and curled up on the driver’s seat, her purse tossed behind her, with hot flames at her back, she hoarsely spoke, “Go ahead, girl.”
Su Mo gripped the high heel, found the largest crack, and, raising her hands high, she viciously smashed it down.
Contrary to her hopes, this was, after all, a military vehicle, and the windows were reinforced.
The heel of the shoe got embedded in the glass, and no matter how she tried, she couldn’t pull it out.
The fire grew fiercer, accompanied by crackling sounds.
Inside the vehicle, Jiang Yulian was struggling to breathe due to the thick smoke.
She closed her eyes tightly, hugging her belly as tears streamed down her face—her child!
Su Mo grew desperate as the situation worsened.
She cried out for help, but no one came forward; everyone walked their way, heads bowed, the apathy of the people utterly apparent.
Determined, she tied a knot in her skirt, stood on tiptoes with her barefoot feet, and lifted her knee, which still had the high heel on, and kicked at the spot she had just hit.
After four or five kicks, the glass finally shattered, sending fragments flying and cutting her calf.
Ignoring her injury, Su Mo pried open the glass and climbed into the vehicle.
She used all her strength to pull the nearly fainting Jiang Yulian out of the car and dragged her to the side of the road.
Exhausted, she collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, and handed her cellphone to the woman lying on the ground, “See if there’s anyone you can call to pick you up.”
Finally breathing fresh air, Jiang Yulian coughed a few times.
She immediately felt her belly; finding nothing unusual, she let out a deep sigh of relief.
Thankfully, the child was fine.
She propped herself up by her palms, took the phone, and, full of gratitude, bowed slightly towards Su Mo, “Thank you, young lady, I really owe you a lot.”
Su Mo waved her hand, watching as Jiang Yulian dialed a number, her eyes narrowing.
In City A, a car with such a license plate meant either high-ranking officials or military power, and she certainly was not the spouse of an ordinary soldier.
Saving her had incurred a favor, and, given the series of absurd events, it might fetch some useful information.
Just as Lu Chen was about to leave his home for the Jiang Family mansion, he picked up the phone, his eyebrows immediately knitting together, his thin lips parting, “I’ll be right there.”
After hanging up, Jiang Yulian returned the phone to Su Mo and patted her hand, “What’s your name, young lady?
He’ll be here soon; I’ll ask him to send you back.”
Su Mo reported her own name and then, using the phone’s light, she bent down to check the large gash on her calf along with some scrapes.
It wasn’t too bad; it hadn’t reached the bone.
She bore the pain, tearing a piece from the hem of her dress to wrap it crudely, then sat chatting idly with Jiang Yulian on the ground.
By the light of the burning car, Jiang Yulian scrutinized the young woman beside her.
The more she looked, the more satisfied she became.
Su Mo’s face was slightly blackened by the thick smoke, her long black hair messy on her shoulders, but it did not prevent her from seeing those bright, expressive eyes and a face full of collagen.
She was cute and kind-hearted; she could be a good match for Lu Chen.
She just wondered if the girl was of age, pondering this in her mind.
They hadn’t been sitting long when Su Mo saw a tall man in military uniform approaching them with a flashlight, riding a rickety bicycle.
Despite his somewhat comical appearance, she couldn’t overlook the man’s powerful aura.
This was Su Mo’s first encounter with Lu Chen.
As Jiang Yulian managed to see the man’s face by some sparse light, she quickly waved her hand while holding her belly, “Chenchen, Auntie is here,” as Su Mo stood up slowly, helping the heavily pregnant and somewhat excited woman to her feet.
The bicycle stopped in front of them, and Lu Chen got off, first glancing at Su Mo, then focusing worriedly on Jiang Yulian, “What are you doing out here alone?
Hu Ding that dunderhead, wasn’t he supposed to be driving?”
“I thought my body wasn’t so precious, just a prenatal check-up, so I didn’t have him come.
I never expected this to happen,” Jiang Yulian said guiltily, covering her belly.
Had she known something would happen, she would have just seen a military doctor instead.