Ming Shu started feeling around for the seatbelt. Suddenly, the car accelerated and Ming Shu's body plastered to her seat.
Qin Che was speechless and righted her. He hugged her tightly to his chest.
"Don't move."
The car behind them had multiplied; they were gaining on them. They started banging into their car and Qin Che's car started skidding.
"Sit tight, Master."
The bodyguard sped all the way up.
Qin Che's breathing was very stable. Ming Shu could hear his heartbeat beating slowly.
Ming Shu was lost in thought.
"Scared now?"
Qin Che couldn't feel any movement from the person in his arms and asked.
"Scared? Why would I be? I find this exhilarating." Ming Shu voice seemed to coincide with his heartbeat. "It would be better if you let me drive."
Qin Che: "…"
He was thinking too much.
Boom!
Another hit. The car was already disfigured.
