"Brother, drive faster, I still have a meeting this morning."
In the car, Shi Keke was putting on makeup while urging the man beside her.
Shi Mei held the steering wheel elegantly, turned slightly, glanced at her, and said meaningfully, "Throw everything out and I'll drive faster."
"You mean this?" Shi Keke pointed at the makeup bag in front of her.
"Yes." Shi Mei replied coldly.
"I'm not throwing it." Shi Keke said, "These cosmetics I just bought, the LK Supreme Edition, priced at twelve thousand at the boutique. I don't want to waste such treasures."
"I told you to throw it, so throw it, stop with the excuses." Shi Mei freed one hand from the steering wheel, grabbed the makeup bag on her knee, and tossed it out the window without hesitation.
Shi Keke: "..."
