In front of Zhong Lingling, Xiang Yimo had his arm around Wang Shan's shoulders, but after he let Wang Shan sit in the front seat, Xiang Yimo stopped paying attention to her.
He didn't speak to Wang Shan at all, persistently flooring the accelerator; the car was going so fast, it was terrifying.
The car whizzed onto the main road outside Xiang Mansion, recklessly charging forward!
"Cousin, slow down, please calm down!"
It was then that Wang Shan realized she was scared.
She hastily fastened her seatbelt and tightly gripped the handle!
Xiang Yimo seemed to have gone mad, pressing the pedal to the metal, charging forward without a clear direction.
Wang Shan could never have calculated that Xiang Yimo would drive recklessly, disregarding his own life.
She lived a privileged life; she didn't want to die. After all, once someone dies, everything is gone, let alone getting Xiang Yimo.
"Cousin, I beg you, please slow down!
Wang Shan was on the verge of sobbing.
