The valet brought over his silver-white Ferrari, and as he got in, he said to Shen Ruo, who was about to hail a taxi, "Get in, I'll take you to work."
Shen Ruo glanced at him and said indifferently, "No need, I'll take a cab."
"I told you to get in!" The man was getting impatient. He always meant what he said, yet this woman always seemed to reject his offers.
"I said no need..."
"Do you believe I can make it so that you'll never be able to go to work again?"
Fine, I'll get in!
Shen Ruo got into the car somewhat angrily, fastened her seatbelt, and the car sped off. Sports cars really are different; they're fast, comfortable, and safe.
"You, woman, from now on whatever I say goes. Why must I threaten you before you'll listen?"
Shen Ruo's gaze turned to the street, ignoring his words.
She really wanted to say, why do you have to threaten me, why do you always have to demand this or that from me.
