"No, just some strangers who tried to hit on me. If you don't like it, I'll speed up and shake them off. See you at Euphoria Bar."
After saying that, Xu Shengxia hung up the phone, raised the convertible's hardtop, and pressed her foot down on the gas pedal, beginning to accelerate rapidly.
It was currently the evening rush hour, and the roads were packed with cars.
But Xu Shengxia was a skilled driver, perfectly weaving and changing lanes through every gap, quickly putting distance between herself and the two cars behind her.
At the next intersection, Xu Shengxia slipped through the light in the last two seconds of green, while Chen Yu and Zheng Wenhao were stopped by the red light.
Watching the red McLaren disappear into the distance, the two couldn't help but slam their hands on the steering wheel.
"Fuck, we lost her."
"Forget it. I'm tired from chasing her for so long with you. Let's just turn around and head back."
