His difficulties
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He ran to the car park and found his car.
He was anxious and ran the whole way over. At the moment that the car door opened, his body wavered a little, and his face suddenly turned a bit pale.
The moment he thought about Shangxin, who had left out of spite, he forced his body up as he opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat.
He ignited the engine and chased after her.
The speed of a cab would definitely lose to that of a sports car.
Furthermore, Tang Yuansi knew which hotel she was staying at and hence had a very clear target.
He saw the cab that Shangxin had taken shortly after he drove out.
Just when Tang Yuansi wanted to step on the accelerator and speed up, he suddenly squinted his eyes when he felt a smothered pain in his chest.
Both of his hands were gripping the steering wheel with such force that veins popped up from the backs of his hands.
His originally pale looking face had turned ghastly pale by now.