Ou Jue circled around to the driver's seat, skillfully shifted gears, and slammed on the accelerator.
A loud vroom.
The sports car accelerated instantly.
Xia Xiyan's body was thrown backward by the sudden speed. She turned her head to look at the boy next to her, "Hey, aren't you driving a bit too fast?"
Ou Jue kept his face composed, staring straight ahead, his voice as cold as ice, "Is my name 'Hey'?"
Just a while ago, she was calling that man 'Zeyu', 'Brother Zeyu,' sweetly—now, when it comes to him, he doesn't even get a proper name?
Damned woman!
"Ou Jue, slow down, will you!"
As if deliberately defying Xiyan, Ou Jue not only didn't reduce the speed but sped toward the broader roads outside the suburbs!
"You…" Xiyan was truly at her wit's end. She took a few deep breaths and looked at him seriously to explain. "You misunderstood earlier. Zeyu and I aren't like what you think. He's just a brother a few years older than me who's always looked out for me, and…"
