Zhuang Xiaojiao was a little discouraged after hearing his analysis. "Are we just going to tolerate it?"
"Can we f*cking tolerate this?" Ye Feng immediately glared at her. "Since others are already riding on your head to sh*t, then of course, we should also ride on his head to sh*t."
Even though he sounded disgusting, Miss Zhuang was happy to hear it. "Then you'll drive?"
"Alright." Ye Feng did not hesitate and agreed.
"Then I'll stop the car first," Zhuang Xiaojiao said as she pulled over.
"No need. Let's just change like this."
Ye Feng rejected her suggestion and made a gesture to switch positions.
"Exchange like this? Isn't it a little dangerous?" Zhuang Xiaojiao hesitated.
"Move faster. It's okay," Ye Feng said as he unbuckled his seatbelt.
Seeing that he was insistent, Zhuang Xiaojiao had no choice but to unbuckle her seatbelt and prepare to change seats.