Hong Kong Singer Elanne Kwong Reveals She Once Crashed Into Her Husband’s Brand-New Car

HONG KONG – Singer-actress Elanne Kwong, known for her playful nickname “Master of the Four Auspicious Signs,” made a surprising confession on Wednesday’s episode of Commercial Radio’s Bad Girl Da Gor Lo. The 36-year-old revealed a previously undisclosed traffic accident that involved not a stranger, but her own husband, Oscar.

Kwong, filling in as a guest host on the program alongside veteran radio personalities Sammy Leung and Cheng Cheng, admitted that while fans may know her for the infamous “Elanne Bend” driving skill, an even more dramatic mishap had been kept out of the headlines—largely because the other driver was her spouse.

“I hit my husband’s car,” Kwong said, laughing nervously. “Thankfully, it wasn’t someone else, or I’d have been paying damages for life.”

The story unfolded when Kwong, who had not driven for years after originally obtaining her license, decided to get back behind the wheel. Her husband, a self-confessed car enthusiast, had just had his vehicle fully serviced and waxed to showroom condition. To support her practice session, the couple drove in two cars from Tsuen Wan toward their home in Sha Tin.

At a large roundabout, Kwong said she felt entirely at ease following her husband’s lead. “I thought, ‘He’s clearing the way for me. I’m safe,’” she recalled. But when Oscar accelerated into the roundabout, he suddenly braked. “He saw no cars, so he went. But then he stopped,” she said. “And I just went—bang.”

The impact was severe. “His rear bumper was crushed; my front was wrecked,” Kwong described. “I couldn’t believe it. I asked him, ‘Why didn’t you go?’”

The couple’s exchange, however, was far from gentle. Kwong said her husband got out of the car and began a lengthy, expletive-laden tirade—which she humorously noted as “3,000 words deleted” for broadcast. Cheng interjected, “His first words weren’t to ask if you were okay?” Kwong replied, “Absolutely not.”

Trembling and terrified, Kwong stayed in her seat, her hands shaking. “I wanted to cry, but he wouldn’t stop scolding me first,” she said. Only after seeing her distressed expression did Oscar soften, urging her to continue driving home. But the trauma lingered. “He yelled so much that I froze. I couldn’t even remember how to drive back,” she admitted.

Eventually, with encouragement, she managed to drive home—though the silence in the car was palpable. “I was so guilty,” she said. “All I could think was the bill for repairing two cars at once.”

Kwong ended the anecdote on a lighter note, adding, “Honestly, it’s a miracle we didn’t get divorced over this.”