A gleaming convertible Ferrari was quietly parked in front of them. Ran Yeyu, who had never seen such a luxury car before, had her clear eyes shining with excitement, and her mouth opened wide in awe:
"Where did you steal this from!" Qin Lu didn't expect Ran Yeyu to turn around and confront him with her little finger pointing at his chest.
"My family, you see, makes Ferraris!" Liu Chen replied with a mischievous smile, grabbing her hand and pulling her into the car.
No sooner had Liu Chen fastened his seatbelt than he floored the accelerator, and the car instantly shot forward.
Frightened, Ran Yeyu's face was filled with unease as she screamed at the top of her lungs:
"Are you crazy? I still want to live!" Just as Ran Yeyu finished speaking, Liu Chen, with a wicked grin, stepped on the gas again, and the car sped off with a surge.
The tall buildings on either side flashed by like lightning, the wind scattering Ran Yeyu's hair, even her bangs lifted as if dancing in the air.
