Song Yi got up, propping her hand against his legs.
What did he mean?
She vaguely heard his indifferent voice in the wind. "If you don't stop, my body will… react."
Before Song Yi figured out what he said, she heard his voice again. "Sit tight. Grasp the car firmly."
When Song Yi heard this, she knew he was scaring her. How could he look so calm if his body had really reacted?
Nonsense.
Subconsciously, Song Yi grasped the handle on the car door and the car drifted into the alley under the sun.
The car came right into the alley. His driving skills were simply comparable to those of professional racers.
The car stopped steadily without any scrapes.
Song Yi stared ahead but hadn't yet recovered from the fright. The sound of cars roaring past came from outside the alley. She guessed that this might be the people chasing them.
"Why are they chasing us?" Song Yi asked.
