Squeak!
An ear-piercing screech of brakes sliced through the silent night sky, followed by a black Mercedes-Benz sedan coming to a stop at a high-end apartment in Donghai City.
Sitting in the driver's seat was a thin-looking young man, while in the back were Yang Yifeng and Tong Yuhan.
Yang Yifeng glanced at the scenery outside the window and gave a light smile before saying to Tong Yuhan, "Alright, off you go."
During the car racing competition tonight, there had been many abnormal physical contacts between Yang Yifeng and Tong Yuhan, which made the atmosphere between them grow a bit weird.
Upon hearing Yang Yifeng's words, Tong Yuhan did not get out of the car. Instead, she leaned closer to Yang Yifeng and hesitated before saying, "Can I ask you a question?"
"What is it?"
"Earlier... were you really not scared at all?" Tong Yuhan turned pale just thinking about the events of the night.
