Ma Lan stood by the roadside at the exit of the airport and kept calling Xiao Changkun, but he couldn't get through.

She cursed without seeing her, "This damn Xiao Changkun doesn't know where he died, so she has never answered my phone."

Xiao Churan asked her: "Mom, are you sure you have explained the time to him?"

Ma Lan said angrily: "Of course I made it clear to him. He had already agreed to me on the phone. Who knows why he hasn't appeared yet and hasn't answered the phone. It's so unreliable."

Xiao Churan also quickly took out his cell phone and called Xiao Changkun, but the phone number was indeed as Ma Lan said no one answered.

She said with a nervous expression: "Dad, could something happen to him? Isn't it time to go to bed now? Why can't the phone be reached?"

Ye Chen hurriedly advised: "Wife, don't think about it. Dad is in good health. Any accidents can happen? It's possible that you're asleep. If you want me, let's go home first!"

"Yes!" Xiao Churan said in agreement: "Go home quickly. If your father is not at home, we are going out to look for it. If it really doesn't work, call the police!"

Ma Lan on the side said in a very upset manner: "Go home? Why are you going home? Your dad didn't drive over to pick him up again, so how can we go back?"

Xiao Churan subconsciously said, "Let's just take a taxi back."

"Take a taxi?!" Ma Lan said with an exaggerated expression: "Your mother, I am a celebrity at the age of a young man. In New York, at the Bedford Hill Correctional Center, your mother, I am the number one person in the world. I have been taking a private plane all the way back. If you get off the plane, you won't let me take a Rolls-Royce. If you don't get me a Mercedes-Benz BMW, you'll also ask me to take a taxi. Where can I put my face?"

Xiao Churan said helplessly: "Oh my mom, it's time? You still pay attention to these things. Let's go home first to see what's wrong with dad!"

As he said that, without waiting for Ma Lan to reply, he quickly reached out to stop a taxi on the side of the road.

Seeing Ye Chen and Xiao Churan open the car door and ready to go up, Ma Lan said with a depressed look on his face: "Churan, you can call a luxury car or something. It's so cold to get a broken Jetta!"

Seeing that his mother was so human, Xiao Churan couldn't help but say angrily: "If you want to take a luxury private car, then you can wait here. Ye Chen and I will go back first."

After saying that, he opened the car door and sat in.

When Ma Lan saw this, she suddenly lost her insistence and could only get into the passenger seat in disappointment.

As soon as she entered the co-pilot, she frowned and covered her nose and said to the driver: "Master, why is it so smoky in your taxi?"

The master casually said, "It smells of smoke?"

"Yes!" Ma Lan blurted out in a bad tone: "It's all the smell of smoke, you can't smell it? Is there a nose on your mouth?"

The master curled his lips: "It's natural that it smells like smoke because I smoke. What's the point of making a fuss about this."

Ma Lan said angrily: "How can you drive a taxi smoke in the car? You are too unaware of service, right?"

The master was also a little angry, glared at his eyes and said, "That was done when parking. I didn't smoke when you came up. The taxi company stipulated that we were not allowed to smoke in front of passengers. I didn't violate the regulations? Oh, you can only take my car for dozens of minutes at most. Don't you allow me to smoke at other times?"

Ma Lan said angrily: "You can figure it out that taxis are your service place. You must keep your service place clean and hygienic and fresh air. Do you have any reason to make such a big smoke smell?"

The master retorted: "This service venue is provided by a taxi company, not by me. I just drive. If you have anything to do with it, you can go and give your advice to the taxi company."

As he said that, the master muttered dissatisfiedly: "Just just smoke, what's the big fuss about this? Don't your men smoke?"

Ma Lan gave him a blank look and hummed, "Take it."

The master continued, "That's all. I smell the smell of smoke at home, and I smell it when I come out and smell it when I smell it. What's the difference?"

Ma Lan said two words disdainfully: "Die."

The master asked subconsciously: "Why is dead?"

Ma Lan said deliberately loudly: "Didn't you ask my men if they smoke? I'll answer you, he smoked, he died of smoking."

The master's expression suddenly looked extremely ugly, but he still retorted palely: "You see, your lesbian is unpleasant. There are many possibilities for a person to die. How do you know that he died of smoking?"

"Lung cancer!" Ma Lan said sarcastically: "He smoked and got lung cancer, which metastasized to the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and brain. It is said that even the bones grow. When he went to the hospital, the doctor said he was unsuccessful and lived for another three months at most. As a result, he died within a week. I donated his body to the medical school and let the medical students practice their hands with him, which is also a contribution to the society."

As he said that, Ma Lan sighed, "Oh, you don't know. The professor from the medical school said that the two lungs of my man smoked were darker than coal. Once he opened his stomach, he could smell the fishy and smelly smoke. He almost smoked the old professor on the spot. His lungs were cut off and lifted out, just like the freshly smoked pork, dripping oil downwards. It was all tar in the cigarette! You say, did he smoke to death?"

When the master heard this, his expression seemed to eat a highly poisonous fly. He was really disgusting and scared.
Chapter completed!