Ma Lan stood on the roadside at the airport exit and kept calling Xiao Changkun, but she never got through.

She cursed: "This damn Xiao Changkun, I don't know where he died. He hasn't answered my calls."

Xiao Churan asked her: "Mom, are you sure you told him the time clearly?"

Ma Lan said angrily: "Of course I made it clear to him, and he already promised me on the phone. Who knows why he hasn't shown up yet and hasn't answered the call yet? It's really unreliable."

Xiao Churan also quickly took out his mobile phone and called Xiao Changkun, but the call was indeed left unanswered as Ma Lan said.

She said with a very nervous expression: "Dad, he must have had an accident... It's not time to go to bed now, why can't you get through the phone?"

Ye Chen quickly advised: "Honey, don't think blindly. Dad is in good health. If something unexpected happens, it's possible that he's asleep. Let's go home and take a look first!"

"Yes!" Xiao Churan said with great agreement: "Go home quickly. If dad is not at home, we will go out and look for him. If it doesn't work, call the police!"

Ma Lan on the side said very unhappy: "Go home? How to get home? Your dad didn't drive over to pick you up, how can we go back?"

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

"Take a taxi?!" Ma Lan said with a very exaggerated expression: "Your mother and I are also a celebrity. In New York and Bedford Hills Correctional Institution, your mother and I are the number one person. I have been private all the way.

We’ve already sat back on the plane. It doesn’t matter if you don’t let me ride in a Rolls-Royce after I get off the plane. If you don’t get me a Mercedes-Benz and BMW, and you still ask me to take a taxi, where can I put my face?”

Xiao Churan said helplessly: "Oh Mom, what time has it been? You still care about these things. The most important thing is that we should go home quickly and see what happened to Dad!"

Saying that, without waiting for Ma Lan's reply, she quickly reached out and stopped a taxi on the roadside.

Seeing Ye Chen and Xiao Churan opening the car door and getting ready to get in, Ma Lan said with a depressed look: "Churan, let's get a luxury car or something. Get a Jetta, how shabby!"

Seeing how humane his mother was, Xiao Churan couldn't help but said angrily: "If you want to take a luxury car, then just wait here. Ye Chen and I will go back first."

After that, he opened the car door and got in.

When Ma Lan saw this, he immediately lost his persistence and could only get into the passenger seat angrily.

As soon as she got into the passenger seat, she frowned, covered her nose and said to the driver: "Sir, why does your taxi smell so much like smoke?"

The master said casually: "Does it smell like smoke?"

"That's right!" Ma Lan blurted out in a bad tone: "It's all smell of cigarette smoke, can't you smell it? Is that a nose above your mouth?"

The master curled his lips: "The smell of cigarette smoke is naturally because I smoked. What's all the fuss about?"

Ma Lan said angrily: "How can you, a taxi driver, smoke in the car? You have too little sense of service, don't you?"

The driver was also a little angry, his eyes widened, and he said: "I smoked it when we parked the car. I didn't smoke when you came up. The taxi company stipulates that we are not allowed to smoke in front of passengers, and I didn't violate the rules?"

Oh, you can only ride in my car for a few dozen minutes at most, why don’t you allow me to smoke at other times?”

Ma Lan said angrily: "Please understand, the taxi is your service place. You must keep your service place clean and hygienic, and the air should be fresh. Are you still reasonable with such a strong smell of smoke?"

The master choked and said: "This service place is provided by the taxi company, not me. I only drive. If you are not satisfied with anything, you can go and make suggestions to the taxi company."

As he said that, the master muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's just a cigarette. What's the fuss about this? Your gentlemen don't smoke?"

Ma Lan rolled her eyes at him and hummed, "Pump."

The master answered: "That's all right. If you smell smoke at home, you still smell it. If you smell smoke when you go out, you still smell smoke. What's the difference?"

Ma Lan said two words disdainfully: "Dead."

The master subconsciously asked: "What's dead?"

Ma Lan deliberately said loudly: "Didn't you ask my man if he smokes? I'll tell you he smokes, he smokes to death."

The master's expression suddenly became extremely ugly, but he still argued palely: "You see, you, a lesbian, don't listen to what you say. There are many possibilities for death. How do you know that he died from smoking?"

"Lung cancer!" Ma Lan said angrily: "He got lung cancer from smoking. It spread to his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys and brain. It is said that it even grew in his bones. When he went to the hospital, the doctor said that he could not be saved. At most, he would not be saved.

After living for three months, he died within a week, so I donated his body to the medical school so that the medical students could practice disemboweling him and make some contribution to society."

As he spoke, Ma Lan sighed: "Oh, you don't know. The professor at the medical school said that the lungs of my old man are blacker than coal from smoking. As soon as you open your stomach, you can smell the smell."

The fishy and smelly smell of smoke almost killed the old professor on the spot. He cut off two lungs and took them out. It was like freshly smoked pork, dripping with oil.

, that’s all the tar in the cigarette! Tell yourself, did he die from smoking?”

When the master heard this, his expression looked like he had eaten a poisonous fly. He was really disgusted and scared.
Chapter completed!