Lin Yixun eventually got into Ouyang Hao's car. The man in the driver's seat took off his hat and mask, turned to look at her, and smiled meaningfully, "Do you know what it means when a woman agrees to get into a man's car?"
Lin Yixun didn't respond to him. She turned her head to one side, expressionless, looking out of the car window, "Mr. Ouyang, what do you want from me? Can you tell me now?"
"Mr. Ouyang?" Ouyang Hao lightly raised an eyebrow, started the engine, and the numbers on the dashboard soared, then in an instant, dropped from 150 km/h to 80 km/h. After a long silence, the man's deep voice echoed in the car, "Lin Yixun, how much longer do you plan to keep this from me?"
Lin Yixun's eyes froze, but her expression remained unchanged, "Mr. Ouyang, I don't know what you're talking about."
The man's slight sigh was his response, "Lin Yixun, I already know."
"Mr. Ouyang, what do you know? I don't understand what you mean."
