Chapter 1789: Chapter 1789: Her Majesty Takes the Wheel
Nan Yi gulped hard, "When you drive, what’s your usual speed?"
Xia Weibao reflexively retorted, "What’s speed?"
Nan Yi, "..."
He didn’t want to say anything. Boss, you’ve raced to the point of smashing through walls, yet you don’t know what speed is?
Are you kidding me?
This truly misunderstood Her Majesty the Empress. As someone from ancient times, how could she fully grasp modern knowledge?
She just needed to know what was necessary for her, like how to drive a car.
As for what speed is, she didn’t need to know to drive, so she simply ignored it.
Finally, under Nan Yi’s "slow-paced" driving, Her Majesty the Empress couldn’t stand it any longer; she decided to drive!
Nan Yi also wanted to see how exactly she drove, so they swapped seats.
While buckling his seatbelt, he turned his head to watch Xia Weibao drive.
Only to find, this woman wasn’t driving at all; she was courting death!
All she did was shift gears, not even looking at the road, and slam the accelerator to the floor!
Without any warning, the car roared and shot out!
Nan Yi, who hadn’t fastened his seatbelt properly, almost flew out of the window!
Terrified, he quickly closed the car window.
With lingering fear, he fastened the seatbelt properly. Thankfully, it was just the window open and not a convertible; otherwise, if the dignified leader of Southern Group got thrown from the car, that would be an unprecedented shame!
In disbelief, he looked at the woman leisurely humming a tune, while Nan Yi glanced at the speed—already hitting 300 km/h!
This car was specially modified; its performance was top-notch, capable of reaching 360 km/h!
The vehicle was as heavy as a tank, yet she managed to make it fly!
Gripping the seatbelt, Nan Yi was silent for a few seconds before speaking.
"Miss Xia, are you dissatisfied with life?"
"Hmm?" Xia Weibao acted like she heard a joke, "Dissatisfied with life? Mr. Nan, are you joking? With a career and family both thriving, money, power, influence, wonderful personality, good looks like a pretty flower—how could I be dissatisfied?"
That’s an absolute truth; her life couldn’t be more comfortable.
At home, the main flag stands tall; outside, colorful flags flutter.
The Main Wife is handsome; the Imperial Harem is filled with beauties, especially since she’s currently the most popular diva in Huaxia’s entertainment industry.
You could say she’s the ultimate winner in life.
Nan Yi, "..."
So narcissistic...
"If you’re content with life, then why drive in such a suicidal manner?"
Xia Weibao was puzzled, "What do you mean suicidal? I’ve always driven like this, have you ever seen me dead?"
Nan Yi, "..."
Honestly, he was curious too—how could she drive like this and still be unscathed? Maybe she has some connection with Lord Yama, who refuses to collect her?
Driving until airborne, Her Majesty the Empress was in high spirits.
Thinking about how she could soon defend herself openly made her even happier.
Cheerfully conversing with her human sandbag, she said, "Mr. Nan, no need to say anything, you’re just looking for excuses for your woman, aren’t you? I understand."
Xia Weibao raised an eyebrow, throwing him a ’I get it all’ look.
Successfully infuriating Nan Yi to the point of jumping, causing the safety belt in his hand to snap with a bang.
Then Xia Weibao took a turn, directly hurling him up, crashing him into the car window, then bouncing back.
Nan Yi, "..."
Maybe coming out today was a mistake...
