All the way, Rong Che wore a frosty expression, his thin lips pressed tightly into a straight line, and he did not say another word. He drove the car at breakneck speed, and An Ruoxue couldn't help thinking that if she were to attach a pair of wings to this Bugatti Veyron, Rong Che would surely be able to fly it right into the sky.
The surrounding cars were scared far out of the way, preferring to stay stuck in traffic jams far behind rather than dare to drive side by side with Rong Che's vehicle.
An Ruoxue cast a sideways glance at Rong Che, her cherry-red lips parting slightly as words reached the tip of her tongue, yet she had no idea how to break this oppressive silence.
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