It was a little after 6:30 in the evening. Yan Feifan, having just finished dinner, was waiting at the south gate of the Affiliated Hospital. After about four or five minutes, a flashy, orange-red Mercedes sports car roared to a stop in front of him.
As the car door swung upward like a bird's wing, Yan Feifan saw a familiar, beautiful face.
It was Song Yan's sister, Song Yi, her face as expressionless as ever.
Yan Feifan couldn't help but grimace. 'Another female driver.'
He'd gotten into an accident in his sister's car, and another one while riding with Xiao Man.
The accident Yan Feifan had been in back in Chuanzhong also involved a female driver.
Objectively speaking, the driver wasn't really to blame for the accident in Chuanzhong; it was just a case of bad luck.
But connecting all these incidents together had left Yan Feifan with a considerable phobia of female drivers.
He cautiously got into the car. Just as he fastened his seatbelt, the car shot forward with a ROAR.
