The driver panicked. He looked at Nangong Nuannuan in a panic and said, " "Miss, I'm sorry. I can't get through to my house phone. my wife and children are still at home, and we live on the 27th floor. the earthquake is so terrible, i'm afraid of yingluo."
What was he afraid of? the driver didn't dare to say it out loud, for fear that he would be right.
Seeing that the driver's face had turned pale from fear, Nangong Nuannuan did not force him.
He took out the promised 300 yuan and gave it to the driver, but the driver didn't take it.
"No need, no need. I'm already very apologetic for not being able to send you to your destination and leaving you here. I can't accept this money. How about this, miss, my car can only turn around at the next toll station. If you're willing, I'll drop you off at the next toll station. There are many cars passing by there, so I'm sure I can find a car to give you a ride."
"No need," Nangong Nuannuan refused.
