91 I Am Me, A Firework of A Different Color

Lin Yan swerved left and right as she sped past the woods and alleys. When Duoduo and the driver snapped back to reality completely, there was no sight of the paparazzi and the haters anymore.

After some time, Lin Yan was finally sure that she had shaken all the cars off. Duoduo and the driver sat there in a daze, trying to recover from their shock.

Old Zhang had been a driver for decades, so he could tell that Lin Yan was an exceptionally good driver. He studied her, looking at her in a new light. "Miss Lin, where did you learn how to drive? You don't look like a new driver…"

Duoduo muttered under her breath. "Those paparazzi are just like plaster. It's impossible to peel them off if they catch up with us. It's pure luck that you managed to shake them off…"

Duoduo eyed Lin Yan sternly and said, "This was an unusual situation. I forbid you to drive like this in the future!"