Chapter 4: Wind

  The black "ghost" sped along, weaving through the crowded streets, behind it a similarly sleek and shiny Ferrari followed closely, its driver's skills honed to perfection as they trailed the ghost with ease. The thundering engine roar made the vehicle cut through the city like a hot knife through butter.

  "Green crane, I can be sure, this is playing with one's life..." In the Ferrari's passenger seat, Shen Long Gong Yuxiu's face was pale, one hand tightly grasping the car door, his handsome face seemed to have fine sweat seeping out, but his tone was calm.

  "Play with my life? If playing with my life can stop this wedding, I think the person in front is very willing to play...” Qing He didn't slow down at all and wouldn't stop because of the uncomfortable feeling of the people around him. He just slowly said that while his feet kept moving forward.

  "But I don't want to..." Gong Yunxiu gritted his teeth, his words laced with the anger of being unable to take control. He closed his eyes, and the sweat on his forehead seemed to increase even more. After all, he was carsick!!

  Qinghe Teng Yun blinked at him and still closely followed the car in front, but the car did not head towards the church, instead it directly got on the highway.

  "Where is he going?" Palace Yunxiu, who happened to open his eyes at this time, saw the car speeding away and couldn't help but ask with a cold sweat.

  "Take a deep breath..." Fujiwara murmured in response, but it almost made the person next to him faint.

  On the highway, wind...

  Alright, he doesn't want to live anymore.

  Then, the two cars, one in front of the other, sped along the empty highway like shooting stars. Gong Yunxiu looked at the speedometer needle still rising and couldn't help but close his eyes, feeling a wave of nausea wash over him, his hand shaking as he reached for the tissue box on the side.

  The person next to him suddenly spoke up: "If you dare spit in my car, I'll throw you out of the car!"

  His voice was flat, but he had endured and endured, suppressing the surging discomfort. He had always believed that Qinghe was absolutely this kind of person.

  After more than ten minutes, the vehicles in front finally seemed to slow down and gradually headed towards the highway exit. Gong Yunxiu felt the slowing speed, hastily lifted the paper towel covering his face and looked forward.

  "Is it over?"

  The green crane was too lazy to answer him, and only glanced at him before continuing to follow the vehicle in front.

  Gong Yunxiu couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, only to have the car in front suddenly accelerate again, making him tense up all over. This isn't an empty highway, this is downtown!

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