I'm Your Sister, Brother Chow

"Do you think I'm your personal chauffeur?" Chow asked with a murderous look in his eyes.

Vivian quickly shook her head repeatedly. "No, I don't! It's not like that!"

Her submissive attitude eased the frown on Chow's face, but he still spoke sternly to her. "Sit in the front!"

"Yes," Vivian said tensely as she nodded.

It was true that Chow wasn't her chauffeur. It would be inappropriate for her to sit at the back.

However, she knew what would happen if she sat in the front.

Vivian chewed her lower lip and reached for the door handle. Just as she was about to open the door, Chow suddenly stopped her. "Wait."

Vivian stopped moving and looked hopefully at him.

Was he going to let her stay in the back after all?

Chow knew what she was thinking. His lips curled into a sinister smile. "Don't use the door. Crawl over from the middle."

As he said that, he glanced at Vivian's knee-length school uniform.

Vivian subconsciously closed her legs as her lips trembled. "I..."

Sensing her hesitation and embarrassment, Chow's eyes suddenly flared up again. "Hurry up!" he yelled impatiently.

Vivian shivered and held onto her arms. "Okay," she said softly.

Even if she agreed, she was still going to do it slowly.

Vivian got up from her seat and struggled through the gap between the two front seats.

It was extremely difficult because the tiny gap was also taken up by hand rests and a multi-purpose box.

Even with Vivian's thin body, she still struggled to get to the front, especially with Chow's deliberate teasing.

Moreover, because of the pervert sitting next to her, she had to climb over while holding her skirt down, worried that she'd accidentally flash him.

Her guesses were correct. Halfway through, Chow's eyes suddenly darkened.

Vivian quickly grew aware of his blazing eyes on her.

As soon as she met with his gaze, Vivian let out a gasp and covered her chest with her hands.

Without any support, she lost her balance and fell forward face first.

Just as she was about to land on her face, Chow swiftly reached out and pulled her into his arms.

He pulled her body close to his, their space limited by the steering wheel in the driver's seat. Vivian could feel the heat radiating off his chest through their clothes. Vivian subconsciously placed both her hands against Chow's chest. However, the space was so narrow that she could only stay in Chow's embrace.

She looked away in embarrassment and tried to wriggle out of his arms. "Brother Chow, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"

Unexpectedly, Chow suddenly let go of her so she fell back against the passenger seat in a fluster.

Vivian was slightly shocked. She looked at him in surprise.

Chow didn't look at her. Instead, he started up the car and turned onto the driveway.

Since Vivian had just fallen onto the passenger seat, she hadn't fastened her seatbelt yet. When he turned the corner, she almost tumbled out of her seat. However, she didn't dare to say anything. She climbed back into her seat, grabbed her backpack from the back, and fastened her seatbelt quietly.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐