The BMW, with its right turn signal blinking, slowly pulled over to the side of the road.
A traffic officer saluted Ren Jun and motioned for him to roll down the window.
The officer was a middle-aged man with a square face, the kind of features that just screamed "government employee."
"Hello, Officer. What did I do wrong?" Ren Jun asked curiously.
"Just checking if the rear passengers are wearing their seatbelts," the officer said with a friendly expression.
"Captain Chen, I've been on this detail all morning, and this is the first car I've seen with passengers in the back buckled up," a young auxiliary officer said in surprise.
'There aren't any colleagues on duty up ahead,' he thought. 'Is it because this is an expensive car? Are rich people just that much more safety-conscious?'
'That girl in the back is really pretty...'
"Xiaorui, you're something else," Ren Jun said, full of admiration.
