Looking at the black taillights ahead on the right, she nudged her cheek slightly with her tongue, a displeased look on her clear and elegant face.
Who the hell drives without eyes, overtaking stupidly at a curve, scared her soul was about to fly away.
She unfastened her seatbelt and got out of the car—the sunlight was dazzling, and she instinctively squinted her eyes, making her fox-like eyes even more alluring.
She saw a Range Rover parked, and the person in the car seemed calm. In this situation, they still didn't get out?
She walked over, one hand on her hip, the other knocking on the car window.
The window slowly slid down, and she saw the side profile of the man sitting in the passenger seat.
His head was leaning against the seat back, wearing sunglasses, a sharp and smooth jawline, leading down to a prominent Adam's apple in an incredibly sexy outline, his posture exuding a tired yet lazy demeanor. He emitted an aura of intensity, his wild and uninhibited stance painted the scorching summer.
She swallowed.
Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, she believed she wasn't affected by people's attractiveness, but at this moment, she felt slapped in the face.
Damn good-looking.
"Miss, miss..." The driver in the main driver's seat waved his hand in front of her, pulling Song Yi back to reality.
She withdrew her gaze.
Damn, too good-looking, causing her to directly ignore this person in front of her.
What kind of visual impact is this?
To prevent herself from losing composure.
She cleared her throat lightly, her gaze playfully falling on the driver, her lips curling into a slight smile: "Sorry, I had a leg cramp as I walked over."
This smile, noble and gracious, under the blazing summer sun, a woman both fiery and charming.
"Please come out and handle this. You illegally changed lanes and overtook, violating traffic laws."
She lightly licked her lips, her rich, languid gaze landing on the man in the passenger seat who hadn't spoken yet.
Slightly narrowing her eyes, she subtly sized up the man several times, her eyes tinged with a bit of amazement. Having met so many artists with excellent appearances, she should have been numb to it, but this man gave her a strong sense of impact; if this type were recruited to her company...
Surely a gold mine!
"My car isn't cheap. If you're in a rush, I can understand and offer a discount."
"Seeing how hurried you look, surely you don't have time to visit the 4S shop with me." She tilted her chin: "Hey handsome in the passenger seat, add me on WeChat, I'll send you the 4S bill, and you can transfer the money to me—"
Add WeChat first, proceed step by step, this gold mine absolutely must be taken!
Her words were seamless, extremely considerate, but as long as one wasn't a fool, they would know what her real intentions were.
At this moment, the man at the driver's seat, who in Song Yi's eyes was completely non-existent and foolish—
"Add mine, it's my car."
Song Yi frowned, how could this person be so oblivious?
"You don't have WeChat," she said.
"I do, how could I not have, I..."
Song Yi looked at him: "I said you don't have it, so you don't."
"..." This time, he understood, she just thinks he's ugly...
Tsk, the damned world ruled by appearances...
"Adding WeChat is not enough, you have to take a trip with me first."
This time, the man in the passenger seat spoke up.
His voice was drawn out and melodious, with a hint of cold detachment.
The man tilted his head slightly, turning his face to Song Yi, his thin lips a rosy red.
Song Yi licked her lips, her fox-like eyes slightly narrowing.
Grown-up mischievous thoughts arose spontaneously, what would it be like to steal a kiss?