After a while, Che Huan awkwardly looked toward the rearview mirror, not expecting Gu Jizhou to still be following her.
Sitting in the car, Gu Jizhou was holding a newly purchased phone, incessantly calling Che Huan's mobile, which was engaged in another call.
He repeatedly called, always getting the busy line, a touch of impatience and irritability crossing his face.
After struggling, his fingers trembling slightly, he dialed Huo Jinnan's number, and just the same, it was engaged!
In that instant, the phone slipped from his grip, his eyes dead set on the white Porsche ahead, his entire complexion turning pale.
From gripping his fingers too forcefully, the veins on the back of his hand stood out prominently, and the outline of his blood vessels was strikingly pronounced.
Suddenly, he chased after the Porsche ahead as if his life depended on it.
The other driver seemed to be dangling him on purpose, maintaining a safe distance that was neither too close nor too far away.
