118 A bizarre turn of events

It was very difficult to control the steering wheel with unsteady fingers. Zhang Yufan pushed down the saliva gathering in his throat. 

Ever since the incident that happened that horrifying night, Zhang Yufan had sworn to never look at the rearview mirror, having impulses to stomp the profane thing to shreds on multiple occasions. And he would have done exactly so if this car belonged to him.

Just as the evil apple did to Eve, the nefarious little mirror kept calling to him, never giving him a break.

It was getting unbearable, the air continuing to turn heavy, the whispers of the sinful mirror getting louder, tempting him to take a look - just one look. One look won't hurt.

In the end, Zhang Yufan was a human, a human bound to falling to temptations.

He committed the mistake. He took a look.

He was not to be disappointed.

At the rear seats, his Boss and Boss' wife sat.