All Fake

Lin Xin silently consoled herself, and a slow smile made it to her lips. Yes, it was fine. Besides, she had gotten to hang out with her friends. That was the best thing she could ever ask for.

Cheng Yan stayed seated, glancing over at Yao Tang from time to time. Lin Xin had also gone back to her own seat.

"So—"

However, just as he was about to speak, Yao Tang slammed her foot on the accelerator. The car sped down the highway, and everyone was thrown to the back of their seats.

Their eyes widened as the others scrambled over to grab the door handle, struggling to steady themselves.

"Sister Tang," Meng Yang called out. "What are you doing?"

His eyes widened.

If it hadn't been for Qin Hao, his head would've already slammed against the door beside him. His heart almost jumped right out of his chest as he tightened his grip on the handle.

Everyone also had the same expression.

"I'm trying to make it to dinner in time."