Looking at the traffic light in front of her, Zheng Ling frowned, stepped on the accelerator, and the car went around the car in front of her, regardless of the red light being on, or the cars coming from both sides, and the car rushed forward.

Zheng Ling seems to think it's not fast enough. She steps down the accelerator and drives the horn all the way. She really drives the car as an airplane.

faster, faster. Zheng Ling's eyes are fixed on the road ahead. There is only one thought in her mind.

the figure of the man floats in her mind, and the shameless smile of the man...