The One Who Call Shots

Zhang Ai had her own personal driver. Though, she rarely used him and preferred to drive on her own. However, Feng Mian swore that she didn't want to enter the car Zhang Ai drove again in the future. She felt scared.

"That's satisfying!" Zhang Ai said happily when she managed to pass the intersection at high speed again. The traffic light was turning to yellow, but she instead stepped on the pedal. The car rushed forward, passing the intersection before it could turn red.

Feng Mian was speechless. She held on the side while praying internally.

If I can get out of this car safely, I won't enter it ever again.

Once is already more than enough.

Zhang Ai drove the car at high speed, nearly crossing the speed limit. Eventually, they arrived in the studio Zhang Liang mentioned. The location was not that far from the residence, but the past few minutes, Feng Mian felt like her soul was flying out of her body a few times.

"How's it?"