"Sis, slow down, slow down…"
"Why are you driving so fast? We're not in a hurry. Safety first, safety first!"
These words made Yan Ziruo's breathing quicken, and the corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Suddenly, she whipped her head around and roared at Yan Feifan in the passenger seat, "Yan Feifan, if you keep nagging, do you believe I'll take a needle and sew your mouth shut?"
"Slower?"
"I'm not even going sixty! Do you see any cars on this road driving slower than us?"
On Sunday morning, after tutoring Tian Yu, eating lunch, and seeing Tian Yu off on the subway home, the Yan siblings went to a nearby rental company and rented a red BMW MINI.
Throughout the process, Yan Feifan, who was holding a cardboard box with a small puppy inside, repeatedly tried to talk his sister out of renting a car.
He was not successful.
