Street racing

Wearing a washed-out black T-shirt paired with a $25 knock-off pair of sports pants, Leng Xuan dressed just like that, then hurriedly opened the door and went out at the urging of Ling Xuejiu outside.

Glancing at Leng Xuan with disdain, Ling Xuejiu wasn't in the mood to bother with what he wore, and urged quickly, "Alright, hurry up and drive."

"Xue Jiu, what's the rush, why the hurry?" Li Mengjie saw the two of them heading out and quickly turned off the TV: "I'm coming too!"

"..."

"Drive faster, Leng Xuan!"

In the car, Ling Xuejiu kept pushing Leng Xuan to drive faster, muttering under her breath, "Grandpa, Grandpa, you mustn't be in trouble. Xue Jiu is on her way, wait for me..." Her words sounded as if she was facing a life-and-death farewell, which confused both Leng Xuan and Li Mengjie.

Leng Xuan was indeed quite frustrated. The car was already at the highest speed allowed under the speed limit; any faster and he'd be speeding. He then said, "Miss, what exactly happened?"