She had struggled to come all the way to Tokyo; there was no way she was giving up now!
Ji Wei abruptly stood up, her hand shooting toward the driver's neck: "Stop the car, did you hear me?! If you don't stop, I'll choke—"
A sudden sharp brake threw Ji Wei's body forward, slamming her into the seat. Her head throbbed painfully, but she ignored it and scrambled back up.
A Cheng turned his head and looked at her coldly.
Ji Wei forced herself to rein in her emotions, glaring sharply at the man while panting: "Let me off the car!"
"Are you sure you don't want to meet Mr. Gu?" A Cheng spoke in somewhat broken Chinese.
Ji Wei stared at him in surprise. "You... are really planning to take me to him?"
Could she have misunderstood?
"You are Mrs. Gu. I wouldn't dare act recklessly toward you," A Cheng managed a faint, forced smile.
Though he said so, he still avoided directly answering her question.
