The car started directly, and Ning Wan's heart almost jumped to her throat. The fear and worry that hadn't been there from the beginning slowly began to emerge.
Before driving, that feeling wasn't present, but once the car started, Ning Wan immediately realized two things.
First, Xi Mohan wasn't drunk earlier; he was pretending, or he was drunk but has since sobered up.
Second, Xi Mohan probably has an agenda this time.
Though she didn't know what Xi Mohan's intentions were, her mind was already filling with various possibilities.
Ning Wan sat in the passenger seat, clutching the seatbelt tightly, and looked at Xi Mohan who was driving, almost through gritted teeth, "Where exactly are you taking me?"
Xi Mohan turned his head slightly to glance at her, without speaking, continuing to drive intently.
Ning Wan saw that he completely ignored her, and immediately felt a fit of anger bubbling inside, wanting to say something but unable to find the words to speak.
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