The car window was half-open, and the night wind blew against Lan Xiao's face.
That coldness was like a knife, cutting Lan Xiao's skin.
She closed her eyes in fear, not wanting to open them at all.
"Do you not have that much confidence in me?" Wen Muchu's voice was cold as he gritted his teeth.
Lan Xiao's hands clutched the safety belt tightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.
The scenery in front of him was moving backward bit by bit.
Be it the buildings on both sides of the road or the pedestrians, they all flashed past her eyes.
The speed of the car was very fast, but it was undeniable that Wen Muchu's driving skills were very good.
Even though he was driving very fast, even though he was constantly overtaking other cars, he was still very steady and very calm.
Lan Xiao's anxious heart gradually calmed down.
"Chuchu, you can drive slower." She licked her dry lips and said in a hoarse voice, "
