Lin Fu woke with a start and immediately struggled, only to hear a man's deep voice by her ear, "You'd better not move."
"Fu Xing?"
Lin Fu was completely taken aback, "Why are you here? Put me down now."
"Huh! If I can't wait for you, naturally, I will come."
As he spoke, Fu Xing had already carried her out of the building and onto a flying car adorned with his personal emblem.
"Have you lost your mind?"
Never in her wildest dreams did Lin Fu imagine that the cold and distant Fu Xing would do something like this.
"Aren't you afraid this will damage your image as the Cosmic Fleet Commander?"
Lin Fu was thrown into the car, and as she tried to escape while the flying car door was still open, Fu Xing scooped her up from behind and brought her back in.
The car door clicked shut, and the flying car took off, completely cutting off her hopes of escape.
"What image do I have?"
