Seeing that it was the blue BMW making the noise, even the head nurse didn't speak up to scold anyone.
Su Qing's reputation suffered.
The five of them got in the car, with Gu Ran obediently sitting by the window.
Su Qing, Chen Ke, and Gu Ran himself, all three were slender, leaving ample space between them.
He Qingyan drove the blue BMW out of the parking space, wondering aloud as she drove, "Is the sports mode the most exciting one?"
No one, of course, would answer that question.
Gu Ran said, "I thought of a poem."
Su Qing paid attention and just as the car was leaving the Jinghai gate, Gu Ran hadn't forgotten her rule 'No mentioning poets in Jinghai'.
She smiled, not out of contentment, but because she found it amusing.
"What poem?" Chen Ke gave him some face.
"I step on the gas, the car roars, but it doesn't leave its spot—'line break'; Turns out, I wasn't in gear."
"Good poem," Chen Ke laughed.
"Not bad," Su Qing nodded as well, "What's the title of the poem?"
