Shi Youxuan was almost home when she saw Jian Yining's villa, her heart still aching.
The villa was originally built by Jian Yining in memory of his sister. He hadn't expected that, years later, some people would think of him when they saw this villa.
"Screech—"
Suddenly, the driver slammed on the brakes, and Shi Youxuan, following the inertia, knocked her head heavily against the front seat.
"What's goi—"
Before she could finish, she knew what had happened.
Wang Yingzhi had thrown herself onto the car's hood, but the driver was so furious he couldn't swear at her!
He had been driving well and was nearly home, not slowing down, when Wang Yingzhi suddenly darted out from somewhere and stood in front of the car with her arms spread.
If the driver had any less skill, she would have been flung away.
