Han Zhan shook his head. "I'm not afraid. It's common sense to buckle up in a car."
"You are a good boy." Song Ci fastened her seatbelt.
Song Ci had not driven for a long time and was still feeling rather nervous as she started the car. The car slowly drove out of the underground carpark and onto the road, as Song Ci's muscles gradually relaxed.
Seeing that Song Ci's car was driving steadily and her expression was more relaxed than he had expected, Han Zhan also felt relieved. He asked Song Ci, "How is it? Are you scared?"
Song Ci nodded. "A little." The accident had affected Song Ci greatly. She kept feeling that the car in front and behind her could lose control at any time and crash into her.
