Finally on the road, Lu Zhanbei's tightly wound nerves gradually relaxed.
As his body loosened up, the firm grip he had on Gu Qianqian also unconsciously loosened. As soon as he loosened his hand, she stirred.
With her eyes half-closed, Gu Qianqian was like a kitten.
Lu Zhanbei found himself feeling a headache...
He was seemingly only trying to save her, but he was also dripping with sweat. The commotion in the back of the car even made the young driver in the cabin feel awkward.
Unable to bear it any longer, he finally wiped the sweat from his brow, trembling slightly, "Sir, there...there's a traffic jam up ahead..."
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhanbei's handsome face became tense. His gaze swept outside the car like a radar. With just one glance, his heart sunk even further, "Why is it so congested?"
As he was speaking, the young driver seized the opportunity to glance at the situation in the rearview mirror.
