When the three beauties in the back of the car saw that the lecherous driver wasn't after them, but Zhao Rong, they were so shocked they nearly fainted. Lili, recovering first, leaned forward from the back seat to tease him. "Zhao Rong, you're so lucky! You finally found someone willing to make a man out of you."
Rubbing the forehead she'd bumped on the seat, Yu Lan said, "Zhao Rong, I can't watch this… We'll just close our eyes. You… let the driver have his way."
Xuelian, however, observed the driver carefully. "You know, there should be more drivers like him. It would make taking a car much safer for us girls."
Outside the car, the driver shoved Zhao Rong against a wall, pressing a knife to him. "Turn around," he threatened, "and point your ass at…" As he spoke, he bound Zhao Rong's hands behind his back.
Zhao Rong sighed. "I just got out of a fight. All I want is to get some barbecue at the Royal Barbecue, but you just had to force my hand again."
