"Hahaha!" Qiao Jiusheng drove the car out of the villa district. She laughed as she looked at Fang Yusheng to get a reaction. "You didn't see Fang Mu's expression just now. Hahaha, he was as colorful as an oil painting."
Fang Yusheng chuckled.
He was naturally happy that Fang Mu had suffered. He was even happier that the person who made Fang Mu suffer was Qiao Jiusheng.
"Are you happy?" he asked. Her laughter was infectious.
Qiao Jiusheng hurriedly nodded. "Yes! I haven't been this happy in a long time." As she smiled, she looked up and saw a traffic policeman standing in front of her.
She stopped the car and rolled down the window. Stretching her head out, she winked at the young traffic policeman in a good mood. "Officer, my car isn't speeding, right?"
The traffic policeman used his fingers to prop up his hat. Then, he expressionlessly said to Qiao Jiusheng, "Miss, your car's speed is lower than the minimum speed limit in the city."