On this cold early morning, a car had followed theirs from start to finish, and Musheng couldn't possibly have failed to notice.
Through the occasionally flashing car lights, Musheng noticed from the rearview mirror that there seemed to be several young girls in the car behind them. She didn't ask Xiaosong to stop, but as they drew closer to the airport, the other car seemed to become desperate, speeding up, trying to catch up with Musheng's car.
Musheng looked out the window without glancing at that car. At that moment, Xiaosong suddenly pressed hard on the brakes, and a piercing screech of the tires rang out. Musheng was shaken by the violent motion of the car, and she turned to Xiaosong with a frown, "What's the matter?"
Upon asking, she realized that the car that had been following them had also come to a stop, slightly tilted as if about to crash into their vehicle. Xiaosong glared at the next car and growled, "What are you doing?"
