Tyrannical Tycoon Haunts Me Relentlessly

"Driver, hey, driver, could you lend me a phone? I want to make a call."

Realizing that she couldn’t wake someone pretending to be asleep, Xia Yinian immediately shifted her target.

"Sorry! Without the young master’s instructions, I can’t do that," the driver replied flatly.

"Lending me your phone, not your young master’s, that’s not possible either?" Xia Yinian frowned.

"No," the driver answered, crisp and direct, without any hint of a joke.

Xia Yinian took a deep breath and glanced again at the man with closed eyes.

Who exactly was this person? Not only did he not capture her, but he also got out of the car to save her, so why couldn’t he give her a phone to make a call?

The car was still descending the mountain. Xia Yinian wasn’t in a hurry to get off yet.

The wind and snow outside were increasing, and she didn’t want to be blown off a cliff.

"Um, can I ask what kind of person your young master is? Did you guys... really just pass by and save me out of kindness?"

Xia Yinian looked at the person in front and ignored the guy sleeping beside her.

Sleeping? She was suddenly startled by that word herself.

Looking again, she realized he was truly asleep.

His breathing was steady, expression natural, a picture of deep sleep.

But wasn’t there a snowstorm raging outside? And wasn’t there a highly skilled person by her side? How could he sleep so soundly?

Anyway, Xia Yinian felt like her skills had improved a lot since before. Most importantly, she was free now, so it wasn’t entirely impossible to hurt him.

What kind of person would sleep in such a place, at such a time?

And was he really bored enough to rescue her?

"Sorry! Without the young master’s instructions, I can’t answer that," the driver’s words pulled Xia Yinian’s mind back.

What did he mean? If the young master didn’t instruct him, he couldn’t do anything?

It was just a simple question. Did he need to be so cautious?

Something felt off, and Xia Yinian couldn’t stand sitting in this car anymore.

"I want to get off," she murmured.

They were not far from the foot of the mountain now. She didn’t want to gain any more favors by riding in this mysterious car where the people in it were so strange.

"Sorry! Without the young master’s instructions, I can’t let you get off," the driver’s voice rang out again.

"You!" Xia Yinian glared at the back of the man’s head in front of her.

Was there no other dialogue? Sorry! Without the young master’s instructions...

Xia Yinian, who hadn’t frozen to death on the mountain, was now almost driven mad by this driver.

"So, you mean I have to sit obediently in the car and wait for your young master to wake up before I can leave?" she took a deep breath.

"Yes," the driver answered with certainty.

"What if I insist on getting off?" Xia Yinian’s voice unintentionally grew louder, ignoring the sleeping man beside her.

What was the difference between this and captivity?

Maybe the only difference was that those who captured her would have "bad guy" written on their foreheads, while these two were wolves in sheep’s clothing.

"That’s impossible. You can’t open the car door," the driver said seriously.

"If you keep disturbing my young master’s sleep, I have five different methods to make you fall asleep within seconds."

"Miss, would you like to try?"

The driver’s dialogue changed, but it only made Xia Yinian want to curse more.