However, as Meng Chunyan occasionally lifted the carriage curtain to look outside, she did not see the situation she had anticipated. It seemed like no one from the other carriage had come out to check. The only reaction was from the coachman of the other vehicle, who glanced over in surprise, but upon seeing her own carriage, he said nothing, seemingly disdainful.
Meng Chunyan was annoyed. What was there to feign?
"Crash into him!"
Enraged and humiliated, Meng Chunyan shouted loudly at the coachman.
The coachman was instantly bathed in cold sweat. Had his young miss gone mad? Didn't she realize their own carriage was already falling apart, and yet she still told him to ram into another's?
No, no, she might have a death wish, but he certainly did not want to follow her to the grave.
