She pulled open the passenger door, got in, and no sooner had she closed the door when the car shot out fiercely.
Lin Xiaoya's expression was filled with panic as she stretched out her hands in front of her, terrified, "Brother Shenting, slow down, please."
She had been thinking about checking the wound on her knee after getting into the car, but now, as she watched the scenery streaking by on either side, her heart beat like thunder.
Ye Shu, however, was sitting calmly in the back seat. Hearing Lin Xiaoya's voice rise sharply in fear, the corners of her lips lifted in a faint smirk, resembling a cunning little fox that had succeeded in its scheme.
Those bright eyes of hers shone with a soft vibrancy.
After she got into the car, she sat behind Huo Shenting, her hand on the door, completely able to steady herself.
