Yang Yin watched the trees on both sides speeding away backward, gripping the car handle with one hand. She turned her head, wanting to speak but unsure of what to say.
The car was so fast that her face turned pale, and she felt a bit carsick, but she remained silent, biting her lip.
Ye Qingyou saw her in this state, his heart intent on tormenting her, but suddenly that feeling was extinguished.
He abruptly pulled the car over to the side of the road.
As soon as the car stopped, Yang Yin finally gasped for breath. Even though her stomach churned with nausea, she held it back.
The next moment, he casually asked, "Are you married?"
Yang Yin was taken aback, then lowered her head: "No."
"Then, do you have a boyfriend?"
He asked irritably.
After asking, he worried she might indeed have one, so he frowned and regretted posing the question.
As long as she's not married... what does it matter if she has a boyfriend?
