Bai Chengxi once mentioned that this place is often used as a racing track at night, but I didn't expect these people to be so brazen, almost racing as if no one else was around.
Blinded by the headlights, Zhuo Yuqing couldn't keep her eyes open and instinctively raised her hand to shield her face. The roaring sound of the car was already by her ear, and she forgot to dodge in the moment, her mind going blank.
Suddenly, a pair of hands appeared around her waist. Bai Chengxi had been standing on the outside and now suddenly pushed her forcefully, sending Zhuo Yuqing stumbling toward the side of the road.
The sound of the car engine quickly faded into the distance on the empty street, and calmness returned. From time to time, curses could be heard from ahead: "These lunatics, someone really should deal with them."
