Zhuo Xiangqiao's hand rested on the car window, and his other hand was leisurely placed on the steering wheel as his gaze fell on the car that had been following him.
Looking at the car that maintained a constant distance from his own, a slight smile curved his lips, and his eyes were full of interest.
Since he had left the company, that car had kept on his tail. At first, he didn't care much about this sort of fly, since who doesn't have a few flies behind them?
But this fly had kept on his tail in such a manner, really starting to annoy him.
However, before he dealt with this fly, he didn't mind teasing them a bit! It had been a long time since he'd met anyone with the guts to track him like this.
Zhuo Xiangqiao glanced at the persistently professional car following behind him and slightly turned the steering wheel.
With his action, the car turned in a different direction.
