Because of Mo Han, Ye Ranran had inadvertently become an annoyance and thorn everyone's side, which she found especially unfair.
One handed her a sheet of paper, and Ye Ranran reached out to take it, "Thank you."
She hadn't paid attention and nearly collided head-on with a large truck.
"I shouldn't have given it to you," One muttered.
Because of a piece of paper she'd almost hit a truck, and if he had died with her, that would have been fine, but if he hadn't died, Mo Han would have definitely given him a bullet.
"Sorry, I'll pay attention next time," Ye Ranran also broke out in cold sweat.
"Drive slowly," One reminded her.
"When did you become such a nag?" She hadn't noticed he was so afraid to die.
"I'm afraid you'll get into an accident."
"Shut up, talking to me distracts me," Ye Ranran pressed the gas even harder.
One quickly shut up.
Chu Ji nudged Song Ze's hand and then gave him a look, signaling for him to speak.
