C45 Worried
Qin Yihan stepped on the accelerator and drove the car very fast.
Bai Weiwei's heart beat faster. She was a little nervous. She grabbed the seatbelt, fastened it, and even grabbed the handle.
The man beside her had a cold expression on his face.
He drove the car in a hurry. He drove the whole way, almost as if he was driving a rocket car