"I can't stand it."

Gan Tang wanted to shut up, but her mouth didn't follow her brain and popped out first.

Mo Huaixing opened the car door and got out, leaving without looking back. He moved so fast that he seemed afraid of being stopped, leaving the person who was speaking speechless.

He wasn't worried at all about being kidnapped himself?

"Master, let's go." Gan Tang said defiantly.

The driver stepped on the gas and instantly overtook the man walking on the side of the road.

"Young lady, did you have a fight with your boyfriend?"

Gan Tang returned a polite smile, and the driver continued, "Young lady, if it's nothing serious, a little crying and fussing is fine, but don't do anything foolish. These days, it's rare to find a man as good as you!"

"How do you know he's good?" Is it just because he's handsome?

The driver pointed to the rearview mirror, in which Mo Huaixing was riding a shared bicycle, leaning forward, his tall body sitting on the small yellow bike, his legs unable to straighten, moving rapidly.

That was absolutely hilarious.

Gan Tang looked on, both amused and annoyed: "He'd rather do this than say a kind word to me. He deserves it."

The taxi slowly pulled over to the side of the road. The driver rolled down the window and called out, "Young man, get in quickly, your girlfriend's phone is dead and she can't pay the fare."

Mo Huaixing got into the car, but the passenger door wouldn't open.

The driver chuckled, "Sorry, the front door is broken. Please sit in the back."

Mo Huaixing had no choice but to sit down next to Gan Tang.

The two kept their eyes fixed ahead and didn't say a word, but the driver told a joke that made them both laugh.

The atmosphere eased for the first time, and Gan Tang mustered her courage to say "I'm sorry," but the phone rang, drowning out her weak voice.

Mo Huaixing picked up his phone and answered the call.

"Brother Mo, something's happened. The police have come to the Zhu Zi Man Cheng Club, they seem to be checking the goods."

Where did this come from?

Mo Huaixing turned down the volume, so Gan Tang couldn't hear him anymore. She could only tell from Mo Huaixing's reaction that he was very anxious.

"I have to find a way to stop them, even if it kills me. I'm coming right now."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Huaixing glanced at Gan Tang and told the driver to stop the car.

"Stop!" Gan Tang said to the driver, "Driver, to Zhu Zi Man Cheng Club, hurry up."

"You can't go," Mo Huaixing reminded the driver again to stop the car.

"Shut up if you want to ride, or jump off if you don't." After saying this, Gan Tang was afraid he would jump off the vehicle, so she quickly added, "Anyway, I'll go whether you get off or not."

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing again, the driver said to Mo Huaixing, "Young man, this is the ring road, you can't stop here. Even if you get off, you won't be able to hail a taxi. Listen to your wife, you can't go wrong."