Li Yeqi's heart seemed to be cleaved open by a sharp sword she wielded, instantly in excruciating pain, and with a screeching sound, the speeding Maybach came to a sudden halt in the middle of the expressway.
Yan Luoxi's body jolted forward violently and was then yanked back by the seatbelt. The necklace in her hands dropped under the passenger seat, and she didn't have time to pick it up, her face horrified as she turned and glared at Li Yeqi.
"Are you insane? This is the Huancheng Expressway. Do you have a death wish by stopping suddenly?" Her back was already drenched in cold sweat.
Even though it was already the wee hours of the morning and there were very few vehicles on the Huancheng Expressway, his abrupt stop could still easily lead to danger—especially as cars zipped by from behind, their high speeds making her heart rise to her throat.
