"Chu Chen, do you have other things to handle tonight?" Mi Jing tentatively asked.
"No, compared to Fourth Brother and the others, I'm the most relaxed." Chu Chen never shortchanged himself, he indulged in eating, drinking, and having fun as much as he worked.
Alright then! Since he was willing to waste time like this, she couldn't say anything more.
Hum hum—
Another rowdy engine sound came, but this time it wasn't from the front, it was coming from behind.
Accompanied by the noisy sounds, a convertible overtook them. Then, with a sudden drift, a sharp "screech" of the brakes, the convertible arrogantly blocked their path in the middle of the road.
Seeing this, Mi Jing frowned deeply and muttered, "Do these people have a death wish!"
Compared to Mi Jing, Chu Chen's reaction was overly calm, maintaining the same speed as though he intended to crash into that car.
