"Sir,"
Just as Xiao Ming and Gu Zhimeng were sharing their jelly with their heads close together, the driver, Xiao Li, suddenly spoke up, "The car behind us is tailing us."
Xiao Ming turned to look back and saw an inconspicuous black Toyota and asked, "For how long?"
"Five minutes. It appeared suddenly after we passed the last intersection."
After a moment of contemplation, Xiao Ming let out a wry smile, "Pull over."
Xiao Li complied, slowed down, and pulled over to the side of the road. The black Toyota also gradually stopped about seven or eight meters away, its door opened, and out stepped a woman—Ding Jianwei.
"Mengmeng, uncle is going to have a few words with the auntie behind us. You wait here in the car like a good girl and don't eat my snacks, okay?"
"Then you better be quick!" Gu Zhimeng giggled mischievously, "If it takes too long, I can't guarantee they won't decrease."
"Clever little imp!"
