Lu Weixi had just barely settled into the passenger seat and hadn't even properly closed the door when she stumbled slightly. She hurriedly shut the door and fastened her seatbelt.
She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she felt that, as she closed the door and buckled up, Qin Zhiyou let up on the accelerator a bit, and the car didn't go very fast.
However, once they exited the old residence's mountain gate, Qin Zhiyou's driving speed kept increasing, faster and faster.
The journey from the old residence to their main villa on West Mountain was mostly along the outer ring. Qin Zhiyou kept the speed at a maximized 100 kilometers per hour, racing away. Of course, the car's condition was good, so Lu Weixi didn't really feel much swaying inside; at most, she could only watch everything on the roadside whiz past into the distance.