The man continued to stare forward without sparing her a glance. At a sharp bend straight ahead, he slammed the steering wheel and pulled the handbrake without warning! The heavy tires jammed hard against the ground with so much friction a puff of smoke rose in the air.
Following this, the burned smell of rubber constricted her nostrils.
When she saw puffs of white smoke rise from behind the car through the rearview mirror, her heart pounded loud and fast. Thinking of the car possibly catching on fire, she cried out fearfully, "Stop! Stop the car!"
"Are you worried about me?" The man persisted with his question.
Instead of stopping, he slammed the accelerator without reservation, and the car immediately doubled up its terrifying speed.
"Stop! I beg you!"
Her stiff body had broken out into a cold sweat by now.
After experiencing a few drifts around the bends, her face now had a worrying shade of white. Gripping the seatbelt across her for dear life, she closed her eyes tightly for fear of what she might see!
"Speak! Are you worried about me?" His face was taut as he pressed her for an answer.
He did another car drift, and this time, the friction of the tires emitted a loud shrill.
The car continued to dash for the cliff and looked to fly into the valley below anytime!
"I'm worried about you! ENOUGH! STOP—"
She let out a scream at the top of her lungs.
He pressed hard on the brake emotionlessly.
The car slammed against the railing with the forceful braking and came to a heart-stopping halt just in time.
The coupe sank and wobbled.
Terrified, she opened her eyes to a view of vast and deep mountainous range.
From her periphery, half of the car's bonnet hung suspended in midair on the cliff's edge. Before them lay the bottomless valley.
If he had not braked in time, the vehicle would have smashed through the barrier and flung into the valley below.
What's this? Is he trying to scare me?
Was his reckless driving his scare tactic?
Breathless and on the brink of a mental meltdown, she covered her ashen face with her hands.
"Mu Yazhe, I hate you…" She covered her eyes in a desperate attempt to rein in her emotions so that the man would not see her most vulnerable self.
He loosened his seatbelt and pulled her toward him with a stern order. "I command you to take back your words!"
She looked at him unbelievably. Sometimes, this man could be so heartless that he made one shiver!
"Yun Shishi, let me advise you: don't antagonize me!"
He lowered his eyes on her fearful face, frostily ordering, "Take back what you've just said!"
"A-All right… I-I take it back…" she stammered hoarsely.
His icy glare fell on her soft, pinkish lips, which reminded him of the kissing scene he had witnessed earlier.
His eyes narrowed dangerously. That scene was an eyesore that consumed him with rage he had nowhere to vent.
She struggled to take a gulp and carefully inched away from him.
He reached out his arm and yanked her over to his side again. Pinching her chin with his hand, he stared icily and penetratingly at her face, his index finger rubbing her lip flaps repeatedly.
It was as if he were trying to erase something on them. Gradually, his blunt action caused her lips to bruise.
"Did he kiss here?"
Stunned, her lips trembled as she nodded slowly.
He used his fingertips to rub the spot roughly, attempting to remove all traces of Gu Xingze on her lips!
This action did not seem to be sufficient for him, though, as he suddenly leaned over and covered her mouth with his thin lips.