"By the way, what's your number? Let's race together next time." Dong Yan originally wanted to continue talking to Shan Yue, but he did not expect He Sheng to immediately start the car and drive away.
"Hey, you haven't told me your number." Dong Yan waved at the back of the car. It didn't matter even if he ate a mouthful of exhaust. However, the person in the car did not give him any response at all, leaving him alone.
The conversation between the two of them was interrupted just now, and the originally tense atmosphere disappeared. Zhou Xuan did not want to pry into Shan Yue's private matters, so he changed the topic and said, "Miss Shan, speaking of which, I haven't thanked you properly for saving Zhou Yang last time."
"It's nothing. You're welcome," Shan Yue said casually. She turned on her phone and looked at the time. She realized that it was about eight o'clock, just enough time. She still had to go to the black market next.
