Luo Yangyang did not quite agree with Mo An's words.
However, her eyelids twitched. With her back facing the street, she quickly turned around and looked in the direction Moan was pointing at.
"Damn it! Feng Sheng's car!"
Luo Yangyang glanced at him and quickly turned her head away. She lowered her head like a turtle hiding in its shell.
The car wasn't too fast. She was familiar with the low-key, luxurious black car that was driving on the road.
What he was afraid of really happened.
"Are you that unlucky?"
You You looked at the black limousine that drove past the entrance of the barbecue stall, and the corners of her mouth twitched.
"It's fine. I've already driven over."
You You comforted Luo Yangyang when she saw that the car had not stopped at all.
"You scared me to death."
Luo Yangyang tilted her head and peeked in the direction where the car had left. Her eyes widened.
"It…it's reversed?"
