Cao Shiyu finally caught up at the last moment.
She wanted to sit in the back seat with Ye Qilan and, with a sycophantic smile, said to Su Hongxing, "Sis, I get car sick sitting in front, can I take your seat?"
Before Su Hongxing could speak, Ye Qilan gave an order in a cold voice, "My time is very precious, Age, drive!"
Cao Shiyu had already opened the front car door, but as soon as Age heard Ye Qilan's command, he stepped hard on the gas pedal, and the car shot off like an arrow from its string.
Cao Shiyu let go in panic, thankfully in time, or she might have been dragged to the ground by the car.
A flash of anger crossed her eyes as she watched the sedan getting farther and farther away, fuming with rage.
That detestable Ye Qilan, becoming more and more excessive. If she got mad enough, she would collaborate with Liu Yuan and give Ye Qilan a taste of—
Cao Shiyu checked herself just in time from entertaining these wicked thoughts.