Wu Song chuckled and said, "It's no trouble at all. I'll send you a location, let me know when you arrive."

Wu Song sent a location of a neighborhood to Qi Siyan.

"Okay, I'm heading over now." Qi Siyan agreed and hung up the phone.

Sophie and Han Yuxue both looked at Wu Song curiously.

Han Yuxue did not ask anything.

Still, Sophie couldn't help but probe, "Who is she? Can she really help you get a driver's license?"

And it's a woman, sounded quite young. Sophie couldn't think of anyone with such capabilities.

Wu Song smiled lightly, "Why do you need to know that?"

"Is it someone you're hiding? Is it inconvenient?" Sophie asked with some insensitivity.

Han Yuxue, as a close friend, had to remind her, "Alright, Feifei, stop asking, okay?"

Sophie looked at Wu Song in annoyance, didn't utter another word.

She really wanted to know.

This person could control the driving school principal with ease.

If she could connect with such a person,

then she could absolutely walk cross the driving school in the future.

She might even be able to open her own driving school in the future.

But obviously, this person was not simple.

Even Wu Song didn't want to reveal their identity.

Though she desperately wanted to know and wanted to keep asking Wu Song.

But Han Yuxue's reminder made her realize she shouldn't ask anymore.

Otherwise, if Wu Song got displeased and flipped out,

she wouldn't just lose this important figure, but Wu Song as well.

She had to shut up and stop asking.

Han Yuxue, however, just squinted her eyes and continued to indulge in the aftertaste.

Although she also wanted to know the identity of this woman,

she was quite aware that this woman was not simple. She might not be able to know, and even if she did, it might not be useful.

A moment of pure sensation.

Unaware of how much time passed,

until Wu Song's phone rang again.

Qi Siyan had arrived at the entrance of the neighborhood.

Wu Song had to get up.

Supporting Han Yuxue's soft hip, he said, "I need to step out for a bit."

Han Yuxue nodded, slightly lifted her hips to make it easier for Wu Song to pull out.

With a pop, Wu Song pulled out his big gun, still as sturdy as a big gun,

and stuffed it back into his pants as he walked out.

Han Yuxue and Sophie watched Wu Song leave.

Expressions somewhat complicated.

Sophie jealously said, "This woman is something else."

Han Yuxue remained still, continued squinting, "You've mentioned she's something else, so she must be."

Sophie glanced at Han Yuxue, "Aren't you curious?"

"Curious about what?" Han Yuxue continued with her eyes closed.

Sophie huffed, "You should know, I haven't let Wu Song take the driving test yet, and he told me someone got it settled. I asked him who it was, but he won't say. The woman who called earlier is that person!"

"Now do you see why I insisted on asking Wu Song?"

Han Yuxue seemed surprised and said, "This woman on the phone is the one who got Wu Song's driver's license settled?"

"Didn't you hear their conversation? That's her. But I can't comprehend what kind of woman has that sort of capability." Sophie said helplessly.

"Uh..."

This question was only for Wu Song to answer.

Han Yuxue shook her head, "I can see why you're so eager. But I advise against excessive questioning."

Sophie reluctantly shut her mouth.

Meanwhile, Wu Song had already reached the entrance of the neighborhood.

A very discreet BMW 3 series pulled up beside Wu Song.

The window rolled down, revealing Qi Siyan's bright and pretty face, exuding maturity and elegance, with a touch of nobility that made people hesitate to offend her.

Qi Siyan parked the car and stepped out, her graceful and alluring figure clad in a dazzling red cheongsam, outlining an enticing posture, with alluring steps heading towards Wu Song.

Holding a driver's license in her hand, she smiled elegantly, "Brother Song, your driver's license."

She said while handing it to Wu Song.

Wu Song took it smoothly, holding Qi Siyan's delicate hand.

Feeling its smooth and warm softness, like beautiful jade.

"Thank you." Wu Song said with a smile, having no choice but to let go of Qi Siyan, and looked at the driver's license, his ID photo and other things were all authentic.

"Impressive!" Wu Song gave Qi Siyan a thumbs up.

Qi Siyan smiled and said, "Brother Song, you're too kind. It's an honor for me to do something for you. It's just a driver's license, nothing much, Brother Song doesn't need to worry."

Nothing much?

If Sophie knew, she'd be so frustrated it'd hurt.

"You're too kind. Come on, let me treat you to dinner." Wu Song said with a smile.

Qi Siyan happily nodded, "Sure, that'll make Brother Song spend."

"Spend what? Pick a place, let's grab a casual bite, my treat." Wu Song said, getting into Qi Siyan's BMW 3 series.

Qi Siyan nodded with a smile, turned and bent her waist to get in the car and took the driver's seat.

The cheongsam's slit parted, instantly revealing her snowy thighs, as porcelain-like as jade, with a glow making one's heart race, wanting to reach out and touch.

Hence, Wu Song's hand reached over, feeling her smooth thighs.

Qi Siyan started the car as if unfazed, continuing to drive.

Letting Wu Song's hand rove over her thigh.

Feeling the smooth thigh, Wu Song sighed inwardly, it was truly beautiful.

As he caressed the soft thigh, his hand traveled deeper,

the skin increasingly delicate.

Upon touching the inner thigh, Wu Song let out a soft murmur in his heart, so tender, so smooth, like sliding through a hot spring, it was as pristine as jade.

Wu Song couldn't help but grip it.

His hand full of smoothness, truly irresistible.

With nimble fingers on the soft thigh, Wu Song's fingers skillfully explored deeper.

Reached the edge of the underwear, cradling a bulging area, tightly squeezed by the thighs.

Appearing exceptionally luscious.

Wu Song's fingers slipped under the edge of the panties, trying to dig in, but because of the seat position, the panties were drawn taut, making it difficult for the fingers to go further, much less fit the whole hand in.

Momentarily, his fingers were stuck.

If he wanted to continue probing, he would have to tear the panties.

Wu Song felt conflicted.

Couldn't just rip Qi Siyan's panties, right?

That seemed inappropriate.

Unexpectedly, Qi Siyan cast a seductive glance at Wu Song, her voice charmingly alluring, "What does Brother Song want to do?"

Wu Song's heart skipped a beat, itching intensely, he laughed sheepishly, "I want to tear open your panties."

Qi Siyan chuckled softly, "Then try it, Brother Song."

Wu Song's heart warmed, pulsating, "Are you sure?"

Qi Siyan giggled and nodded, "Brother Song, by all means, try it."

"I'm serious, not joking." Wu Song said and continued to try and push his fingers deeper in, already touching the delicate hairs.

Qi Siyan, uncomfortable from the probing fingers, reached the black hair, almost pulling it out, feeling tremendous pain, instinctively raised her hips to loosen up the panties.

Wu Song's fingers slipped in effortlessly, immediately engulfed in a luscious, sleek area of warmth.

The panties instantly stretched open.

Qi Siyan then naturally sat back down, Wu Song's fingers were promptly compressed by the panties, directly embedded in the crevice of her soft flesh, enveloped by a warm moistness.