Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Su Xueyi was somewhat awed by Ji Nuan's cold and severe stare. Her pale lips trembled before she said reluctantly, "My cousin felt sad for me since I was locked up at home for so long, so she took me out for relaxation."

With that, she suddenly glared at Ji Nuan. "Don't try to sow discord between us! My cousin and I are on good terms! Even if I am really kidnapped, it has nothing to do with her!"

She was so stupid. She had been taken advantage of by Su Zhilan, which she didn't find out at all. Now it was the second time she was used by Su Zhilan, but she still firmly defended Su Zhilan, having no idea what kind of person her cousin was. If Su Zhilan were really on good terms with her like she just said, she would have stopped her from going to T City to seek her death from the very beginning.

If Su Zhilan hadn't played pitiful and incited her, even though Su Xueyi was an impulsive person, she would not have dared do those horrible things to Mo Jingshen's wife.

And now, if Su Zhilan had no purpose, she would not have taken the crazy Su Xueyi to the dinner party.

She couldn't reason with such a lunatic. Trapped in this racing car, Ji Nuan felt like throwing up. Perhaps because the ingredients of the drug stimulated her, from the moment she woke up, her belly was twitching in pain.

Ji Nuan tried to overcome the panicking sense of weightlessness as she waved away Su Xueyi's hand that was reaching towards her neck and patted hard on the baffle.

The baffle was black and seemed to be made of glass or plastic. It should not be very strong.

Ji Nuan patted on the baffle again, then looked down at the flat shoes on her feet, then at the high heels of Su Xueyi's feet, and she decisively bent down to take off the latter's shoes.

"What are you doing?" Su Xueyi immediately stared vigilantly at Ji Nuan because of her strange actions.

Ignoring her, Ji Nuan hit the baffle hard with the hard heels. The car drove at a terrible speed while cars of all sizes drove on either side now and then. However, she noticed that the car was traveling in a straight line, so she had to find a way to stop it.

Being scared by the thumping sound, Su Xueyi shrank aside, not knowing whether she should grab Ji Nuan's neck or what.

Ji Nuan knew that this noise might stimulate Su Xueyi, who was mad, so without any word, she just kept hitting the baffle hard, not speaking anything to stimulate her.

This was no time for a fight. They were both in the same boat, and if anything happened, they would both be killed or hurt.

Ji Nuan hit the baffle hard repeatedly, a crack finally appeared in the middle of the baffle. Her hand had gone numb, so she kept on hitting it until a huge hole was made in the center of the baffle. However, she had no feeling of joy or relief, but her heart sank suddenly.

The driver's seat was empty!

This car was being self-driven!

It had been at least ten minutes since they had been thrown into the car, and this car kept going at 150 MPH. Freeways without curves were common in the United States, but it must be for some purpose that the kidnapper set the speed of the car and kept the two of them in it.

"Now, do you still trust your cousin?" Ji Nuan stared at the empty driver's seat, asking in a cold voice.

Su Zhilan looked shocked as if she hadn't realized what had happened. What was the connection between the driverless car and her relationship with Su Zhilan?

"Someone wants to kill me using your hand but didn't want to keep you alive either. Su Xueyi, you're really sad. You have done a lot of things for your cousin since childhood, but it's always you who take responsibility in the end, right? But your good cousin that has been defended by you is like a pure, innocent white lotus flower in other's eyes, right?" Ji Nuan took a mocking glance at her.

Su Xueyi sat stiffly in the back as if she could not understand what Ji Nuan had said.

She was a stupid person. What was worse, she was also crazy now.

Ji Nuan withdrew her eyes from her and quickly made the hole larger with the shell. It wasn't until more than half of the baffle was smashed open, and she got into the driver's seat to take control of the steering wheel, that she realized that not only was the car set at a certain speed, but the steering wheel was locked, and she had no way to steer, let alone slam the brakes.

Under her feet, both brakes and clutch were loose and completely useless. When she looked down, she found that the car had been modified and that several places under the seat had clearly been touched.

Then she saw several thick wires of red, yellow, blue, and green crisscross underneath, and for a moment, she felt a chill on her spine.

Was the car… equipped with a self-ignition system?

Seeing Ji Nuan's desperate look, Su Xueyi leaned out of the seat behind Ji Nuan, trembling all over. "Can you stop the car?"

Ji Nuan gave her a silent look.

Su Zhilan was not so really a maniac, but rather a person who followed 'the end justifies the means.' She could even take advantage of her cousin, although the latter always tried her best to defend her. Now, she didn't mind sacrificing Su Xueyi's life as long as she could kill Ji Nuan.

If they did die in this car, no one would suspect Su Zhilan because everybody knew what had happened between Su Xueyi and Ji Nuan and that Su Xueyi, who was crazy, hated Ji Nuan. And a crazy woman would do any horrible things.

So, only the crazy Su Xueyi was capable of such a crazy and terrible mutual destruction act!

After Su Xueyi died, the dead couldn't be a witness. Then Su Zhilan would successfully eradicate her love rival without arousing any suspicion on her.

Feng Ling had told her never to underestimate Su Zhilan.

She was not simple indeed.

Ji Nuan looked at the wires under her feet. She and Su Xueyi's bags were gone, and there were no scissors or other tools at hand. The high heel shoes could not break such thick wires, nor could she tear them off with her hands. Also, the cables were not long enough for her to pull them out and rub them off.

Ji Nuan raised her hand and touched the steering wheel again, which could not be moved. She looked at the speed of the car shown on the dashboard, which was still 150mph, and then at the roadside view that passed by at a terrifying speed as cars passed or were passed by their car.

Even if this straight highway had no end, even if it could have been brought to a slow stop when the fuel ran out, the car could explode at any moment if it had been equipped with a self-ignition system.

Perhaps in a minute, perhaps in half an hour, an accident would happen at any moment.

Should she jump out of the car?

But the car was driving at the speed of 150 MPH.

Could she?