Decent?
Every turn she took was a smooth drift that not many professional racers could do.
How did a person who had been locked up at home for all of her life master driving like this?
Lu Zhanbei chuckled softly, and his beady eyes stared with suspicion. "Really?"
"Yes! Yes!" Lin Wanwan knew that she'd let the cat out of the bag, and she sounded diffident.
Lu Zhanbei was certainly plotting against her. She almost fell for it.
Lin Wanwan didn't dare to show off her driving skills anymore. Following the GPS, she safely drove back to the Yun Mansion and got off immediately.
"I've sent you home and have something on, bye-bye!"
She had no interest in actually doing anything with Lu Zhanbei.
Just as she was about to walk away, an irresistible force locked her in place.
A slight pull made her lose control of her body and she fell right into Lu Zhanbei's arms.
