"Before you lash out at me, you might want to reconsider your own situation," Chen Qi's delicate scolding didn't make Lin Fei feel the slightest bit guilty.
Instead, Lin Fei nonchalantly lectured Chen Qi, "Firstly, this is my car. In my car, I decide what I look at. Secondly, I am at least half your savior. Lastly, I indeed was looking at you, but not the part you were imagining. I was just making sure that the blood flowing out of you wouldn't dirty my car."
With these words from Lin Fei, there was a sudden role reversal between him and Chen Qi.
"You bastard—"
Already furious, Chen Qi was completely enraged by Lin Fei. She didn't care that Lin Fei was still driving, nor about the bleeding wound on her abdomen, she threw herself at him recklessly.
"Damn, are you out of your mind—"
Given that the car was speeding, only someone like Lin Fei could handle it. If it were some other driver with a weaker constitution, the car might have deviated from the road and crashed.
