"Stop, stop it! Wu Lin, you tomboy. What exactly are you doing?" After Wu Hai reacted, he sat up and asked loudly.
"Let him be." Just as Zheng Jiawei was prepared to turn around and explain, Wu Lin dragged his arm and stopped him.
"Zheng Jiawei, you better stop the car right now. If I say I won't go, I won't." Wu Hai straightforwardly refused loudly.
Wu Hai was so exasperated that he directly stood up. As a result, his head had a close encounter with the car roof. Then, he became angrier.
"But Little Hai's head… are you alright?" Zheng Jiawei said to Wu Lin at the very start, but even before he could finish, he turned around and asked Wu Hai.
"Drive carefully. Let me talk to him." Wu Lin helped Zheng Jiawei to turn his head back carefully and then said softly.
"Go and check how he feels." Zheng Jiawei nodded his head and then drove carefully.
