Ivan fastened his seat belt with his head down and asked indifferently, "What?"
"Just now, when I was driving over here, I saw a pretty girl hiding behind a flower bed and peeking at you. She peeked at you for as long as I waited at the red light over there. I think you are more popular than some celebrities."
The driver was half joking and half bragging. Ivan couldn't help but look back, but the car had already passed the corner and even the flower bed was out of sight.
Ivan asked, seemingly casually, "What kind of girl?"
"Oh, she was wearing a short top and a tight skirt. She seemed to be a kind of beer girl."
Ivan frowned slightly. It was Megan.
Ivan suddenly said, "Drive the car back."
The driver froze for a moment and immediately turned the car around and drove towards the club
