"Alright," Yang Yi said thankfully, and was about to get into the front passenger seat.
"Yi! You sit in the back!" the middle-aged woman, Wang Xiuping, snapped. She grabbed her daughter's arm and stared at Xia Liang with a wary expression. "What did I teach you? People these days... you can know their faces, but you can't know their hearts. They can be very bad! As a girl, you have to be more careful. It would be terrible if you ran into a bad person!"
Xia Liang was speechless. Is she trying to make a dig at me? He let out a cold laugh. "Ha. If you're so worried, then just cancel the order and find another car."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Wang Xiuping demanded, dissatisfied.
Xia Liang replied coolly, "I speak to people the way they deserve to be spoken to. If you want the ride, get in. If not, then forget it."
