1958. Her Task
If she weren't still wearing the safety belt, this sudden brake might have flung her out of the driver's seat.
"Damn it. Are you blind? Can you even drive?"
Ye Zhenzhen furiously rolled down the car window and stuck her head out.
At this moment, the window of the black Hummer was slowly rolled down, revealing a familiar face from behind it.
Upon seeing that familiar face, Ye Zhenzhen's delicate face instantly froze.
At this moment, she felt like a duck suddenly having its neck squeezed, rendered silent in an instant.
The arrogant demeanor displayed earlier disappeared in the blink of an eye.
In just a moment, the black Hummer turned the steering wheel and slowly drove away.
Leaving Ye Zhenzhen and the red Porsche motionless in place.
Soon, Ye Zhenzhen's phone rang.
The voice from the other end was deep and indifferent, "How is the task progressing?"
Upon hearing this voice, Ye Zhenzhen's nerves inexplicably tightened.
