C453 Set up an Ambush

As the car sped along, Zhao Weitong gripped the armrest of the car door, her heart in her throat.

Chen Yuyue drove left and right through the traffic, and the few motorcycles behind him were once again getting closer and closer.

Although the route Zhao Xiaoyao designed for Chen Yuyue was already the one with the least traffic, there were still unexpected situations on the road