Chapter 72

　　Tracy's POV 　　I have been studying at this university for a month. 　　I was not interested in anything here except for the courses taught by the teacher. 　　Just as the bell rang after class, I packed my things, put on my backpack, and came to the school gate. 　　At first glance, a black Bentley stood out among the colorful cars. 　　I curled my lips and walked over. 　　The car window had come down, revealing a face. The most notable was the scar on his face. 　　Sure enough, many students at the door looked over. 　　He urged impatiently, "Hurry up! Lydia is waiting at home. When will you get your driver's license? I don't have the time to pick you up and drop you off like this every day." 　　I opened the car door, put my backpack in, and then sat down in the back seat. 　　After that, I looked up and said, "I'll get my driver's license next month. I've already told you, I can take a taxi myself without you picking me up or taking me off." 　　He snorted coldly, "Do you think I volunteered?" 　　I