Chapter 150 The Mistress

"Didn't you just tell me you bought a ton of stuff and couldn't carry it all? If I come over on my motorcycle, how am I supposed to help you with it?"

Tang Wan'er curled the corners of her lips, and when facing her group of good brothers, she immediately lost the ladylike demeanor she had just displayed.

She was still standing with her arms crossed, looking down at the man with an air of superiority.

"You're quite thoughtful, kid. It's no wonder I wanted to call you first."

Tang Wan'er suddenly remembered that Gu Panzi was still standing beside her, and she looked a little restrained. Perhaps she wasn't used to their way of communicating?

Moreover, San'er looks like a hoodlum, which is in stark contrast to Gu Panzi, a well-behaved girl.

"Panpan, let me introduce you. This is my good brother San'er. You can call him Lao San, San'er, or Xiao San'er. Don't let his sleazy appearance fool you; he's actually a good guy. It's just that he looks a bit shady."

Gu Panzi felt that this nickname was a bit strange. It was the first time she had ever heard of someone being called "mistress." She said it meant someone who looked improper, and even the name itself didn't sound very proper.

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Gu Panzi gave the third brother an awkward smile and greeted him, "Hello, Third Brother, I'm Gu Panzi."

The third brother was quite pleased with Gu Panzi's nickname, and raised his eyebrows smugly as he said to Tang Wan'er, "Your friend really knows how to talk, calling me 'Third Brother' makes my heart melt. Little beauty, don't be so reserved, get in the car!"

Just as the third brother was about to get into the driver's seat, Tang Wan'er pushed him away.

"You can sit in the back, I'll drive!"

The third brother pursed his lips helplessly, but he didn't compete with her to be the driver.

He braced himself against the back door and nimbly jumped directly into the back seat, a smooth and stylish move.

Tang Wan'er glanced at Gu Panzi, who was still standing on the other side, and said, "Panpan, you sit in the passenger seat. Today, I'll show you what it means to be crazy like this. Let's start letting loose from here!"

Gu Panzi was actually a little nervous. She had never ridden in such a nice car before, let alone a sports car.

Her family was poor; her parents were both laid-off workers and had little education, so she couldn't find a job.

Having a great job but not being willing to put in the effort, now I can only do odd jobs.

She even felt she wasn't qualified to hang out with these rich kids who drove sports cars.

But she really liked Tang Wan'er. She didn't have many friends, and it was rare for her to meet a girl who was so good to her, so she cherished this hard-won friendship.

Once inside the car, Gu Panzi had just fastened her seatbelt and before she could even settle in, the sports car sped off like the wind.

Gu Panzi was startled, her heart pounding wildly.

She couldn't help but scream, but then felt like she was the only one making a fuss, gripping the car door tightly as if she were afraid she would be thrown out at any moment.

Tang Wan'er's driving skills are exceptional. For people like them who frequently race and win awards, speed and passion are what they enjoy most.

Driving the sports car, Tang Wan'er's face showed an excited expression.

Thankfully, she was driving a sports car, not a motorcycle, today; otherwise, given her current state of wearing a skirt, she wouldn't have been able to ride at all.