Old Zhang drove his car fast through the night.
He was a steady driver, so there was no bumping in the car, and it was very quiet. Cheng Xin leaned back against the seat, looking out the window. As for Li Xiaohua, she looked quite nervous; her hands were tightly gripping the seatbelt, and her face showed lingering unease.
"Don't worry, Old Zhang is a veteran driver. He could drive this road with his eyes closed." Seeing her anxiety, Cheng Xin couldn't help but smile, then offered a word of comfort.
Chapter 221