****UNEDITED. THERE WILL BE TYPOS.****
CHEN YU
"Chen Yu, step on it." He grunted from his seat.
The buildings and trees were barely visible as we whisked down the highway. Our car cut through the air like a blade, but it apparently wasn't fast enough.
Behind us, Chairman Feng's father's car stayed close.
Mr Feng's phone rang, and he answered it.
"Nothing is wrong." He spoke into the phone, his voice barely above a whisper.
"I said nothing is wrong so STOP FUCKING FOLLOWING US!" I moved my hand in time catching the metallic device as it whisked past the gear, right before it hit the controls.
I looked at him through the rearview mirror as I handed him his phone, and with a huff, he snatched it from my grasp.
His jaw clenched and unclenched as he undid the first few buttons of his shirt. His eyes flitting between their normal dark colour and a hazy shade.
