The Pallamela got onto the elevated road.
Li Shuru leaned her arm against the car window, resting her face on her hand, looking charming and lazy.
"Better hurry up."
She gave a reminder.
"How can we speed up, over the limit? Safety first."
With the leap in status, many people change, but Jiang Chen hasn't changed much, at least when it comes to adhering to traffic rules, always consistent.
"If we're late, you explain it yourself to Sister Qian Qian."
Sister Qian Qian.
It was becoming more and more natural.
"Whether we go or not doesn't really matter that much."
Jiang Chen laughed, and soon after, the traffic ahead began to slow down.
Jiang Chen had to reduce his speed, "I can't be blamed for this, right?"
Traffic jams on the elevated road must have a reason; before long, a car accident scene came into the view of Jiang Chen and Li Shuru, driving by, as well as the slowly moving car owners.
