"Why must you do it subtly? If it were me, I would just tell him directly." Li Shaobin snorted.
Ruan Yang smiled and ignored him. She knew that he couldn't understand. No matter what, in order to preserve face for Song Chuyi, she couldn't be too direct. Otherwise, he would be placed in a difficult position.
Ruan Yang drove slower and after driving for more than half an hour, Li Shaobin started complaining. "You're driving too slowly. I don't think you're even at 40km/h. If it were me, I would just go over 60 km/h."
"There aren't a lot of cars out on the road at night, but it would still be dangerous if a pedestrian popped out from nowhere." Ruan Yang glanced at him. "You've already been in a car accident. Why can't you learn your lesson? I've already wanted to talk to you about it. I've taken rides from you several times. You drive too quickly."
"I'm used to driving quickly; I don't like it slow," Li Shaobin said.
