Han Zheng noticed the woman across from him seemed a bit flustered for a moment. Following her gaze, he only saw a tall figure leaving the cafe, accompanied by the clear and pleasant sound of tinkling silver bells.
He withdrew his gaze, "Let's go, I'll take you back."
Yan Luoxi came back to her senses. She shook her head and declined, "No need, I have to take my car to the 4S shop for repairs later. I don't want to take up your time."
Han Zheng had already stood up. He took a hundred-yuan note out of his wallet and placed it under the cup, saying indifferently, "Don't be polite with me. I'm just worried about a potential road menace adding to the workload of my colleagues in the Traffic Department."
Yan Luoxi wiped her sweat.
"My driving isn't that bad. It's just that I'm not familiar with the roads and there are too many traffic lights. They're utterly dazzing. Really, you don't need to take me back."
