"What?" Lan Ruowei couldn't process what he just said.
"Massage my back!"
Shen Yibei emphasized his request.
"Are you crazy? Giving a massage in the car?" Lan Ruowei glared at him angrily.
Every time this man opened his mouth, she couldn't help but argue with him. She didn't even know why. She just couldn't help herself.
"Lan Ruowei, say that again."
Shen Yibei's dark eyes bore into her, his tone full of anger.
This woman was simply insufferable.
"Fine, a massage, right? I'll give you one." Lan Ruowei stretched out her hand and began pounding lightly on Shen Yibei's arm.
"Harder."
"Did you not eat?"
Lan Ruowei finally snapped, "I'm done."
This little brat had the audacity to get upset. Shen Yibei's sharp eyes narrowed slightly. "I'll give you one more chance."
"I said I'm done."
Lan Ruowei stood her ground with defiance.
"Lan Ruowei, you've got guts." Shen Yibei turned toward the driver. "Pull over."
The driver exclaimed in surprise, "Mr. Yi, this is a highway."
