"Young Master, Miss Dong is blocking the way," the driver said gloomily.
Indeed she was.
Dong Feifei spread her arms wide, righteously blocking the way in front.
"Drive over," Bo Yimo didn't even lift his head, his voice was very calm.
B City is Beijing, as the political center of the country, the connections inside are intricate and complex. The Dong Family is prominent, with many informants, and Bo Yimo himself didn't intend to hide it, so every time Dong Feifei and his bunch of bad friends could find out.
Huh?
Drive over?
The driver was trembling with fear, did the Young Master really mean it?
If he drove over and hurt Miss Dong, it wouldn't be enough even if he had several lives to compensate.
Young Master, you're going to get him into trouble.
Moreover, how could he bear to hit such a pretty young lady?
While the driver hesitated, Dong Feifei walked around to the side of the car and was about to knock on the car door.
