Evening.
A little after ten.
Fu Continent, outskirts.
The BMW sped along the utterly empty highway. Even Dong Xuebin felt a little uneasy, because even at his fastest, he had never driven at this kind of speed. Of course, traffic in Capital City and back home would never have allowed him to drive this fast anyway—it was far too congested. But out here, everything felt wide open and sparsely populated, with barely any cars in sight. So even with the engine pushed to its limit, they could speed along smoothly. Looking at Zhang Longjuan's easygoing expression beside him, Dong Xuebin knew Big Sister Zhang must have raced like this often. Her face looked far too natural.
"How is it, Little Dong?" Zhang Longjuan called loudly.
"Huh?" The wind was a little too loud, so Dong Xuebin turned his head. "What did you say?"
Zhang Longjuan laughed. "I asked whether you can handle this speed. If not, I'll slow down a little."
Dong Xuebin gave a wry smile. "You'd better slow down. Don't let anything happen." He was not afraid, since Dong Xuebin knew that even if there were an accident, he would not die. But while he might not die, the moment of being crushed in a wreck would still hurt like hell. He did not want to waste any of his remaining time either, especially when he did not even know whether he had enough left.
Zhang Longjuan smiled. "All right, I'll listen to our Little Handsome Guy!"
Dong Xuebin hesitated. "Seriously, Sister Zhang, please stop calling me handsome."
Zhang Longjuan smiled. "If I think you're handsome, then you're handsome. Are you blushing?"
"Ahem, not really. I'm just not used to hearing it." Dong Xuebin knew perfectly well what he looked like. He knew he was not good-looking.
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