It wasn't until a sharp horn came from behind and Ye Nianmo grinded it heavily that she let go. He looked at her belly warmly and started the car.

The car was driving at tortoise speed. Ding Yiyi didn't even know where he was going, and it took a few seconds to get to the red light. He didn't even go there, preferring to fill it with speed and wait for the red light.

A sports car came around, a hair-dyed teenager in his early 20s scratching inside the car.'What's the fun of driving Maserati so slowly, rookie!'

Ye Nianmo did not wrinkle his eyebrows, and his mouth still had...