Hong Jiaxin rolled her eyes at Luo Yang, then crossed her arms and turned to look at the scenery outside the car window.
"Niu Zai!"
Tang Guihua shouted.
Her voice was quite high, and it was evident that she was a bit annoyed.
"Sister Guihua, what's wrong?" Luo Yang asked.
"Let Yuying drive on the way back," Tang Guihua said.
It was clearly a remark made in anger.
An Yuying didn't know how to drive, although she had held the steering wheel under Luo Yang's guidance.
If An Yuying were to drive, Luo Yang would not dare to be a passenger.
She was a novice among novices.
"Guihua, she hasn't learned how to drive yet," An Yuying replied.
"You can learn it. It's always me who drives," Tang Guihua complained resentfully.
She was always the driver when going out.
What was even more crucial was that she was driving for free, and she had had enough of it.
Everyone else was riding; no one else took turns driving.
