"Thug, get your filthy hands off me!"
"Miss Yan, if I take my hands off, the car is going to flip!"
"You..."
Yan Jiajia, fuming with anger, didn't know how to counter Liu Chen's words. Although she was in the driver's seat, the car was actually under the control of Liu Chen, who was sitting in the passenger's seat. Who would believe such a thing if told?
Even Yan Jiajia herself could hardly believe it—Liu Chen's driving skills had become so masterfully refined.
"Stop the car, and you drive!" Yan Jiajia conceded. She really didn't want to continue on the way to school with Liu Chen's arm pressing down on her like this.
Liu Chen chuckled, controlling the car to a stop on the side of the road. At this moment, there was no chance for any funny business, as his arm quickly withdrew from Yan Jiajia.
