At this moment, Lin Wanwan's mobile rang.
"I'll pick up a call."
She looked at the caller ID and couldn't help but cluck her tongue.
Speak of the devil.
"Mr. Lu, what's the matter?"
"Stop the car."
Lin Wanwan was shocked. Before she could react, Xing Junhuan stepped on the gas pedal. His handsome eyebrows formed an arrogant arc and he said playfully, "Since Mr. Lu wants to play a cat-and-mouse game, I'll play with him."
Lin Wanwan looked behind. A white sports car was speeding, looking like a detached arrow.
"Second Master Xing, stop the car quickly"!
"Don't panic."
Xing Junhuan increased his speed and practically stepped on the gas pedal until its maximum. A gust of wind blew in so strongly from the half-opened car window that Lin Wanwan's hair started to dance.
The sports car followed tightly. The roads on both sides became more secluded.