If one day, someone suddenly claims to be your god and can grant you three wishes, but they look like they are about to die, would you save them or not?
The streetwalker unbuckled Gao Yi's seatbelt.
This streetwalker was The Little Match Girl, small-chested and small-hipped, barely 160 centimeters tall, definitely weighing less than 100 pounds, and she didn't look like a strong person at all.
But precisely because she looked like a frail Little Match Girl, this woman needed a god to save her all the more.
Though the seemingly petite girl wasn't weak, she opened the back door, carried Gao Yi, and moved him from the driver's seat to the back seat, then directly tossed him onto the back seat, shut the car door, jumped into the driver's seat, closed the door again, adjusted the seat as best as she could, didn't bother with the seatbelt, shifted gears, and floored the gas pedal.
