"Dingling!" A text message alert rang on the phone.
Ghost Hand pulled out his phone and looked around, then immediately shouted, "Little sister, stop the car ahead and head home. Remember, if mom and dad ask, don't say anything. Wait for me to get back. Be careful not to follow me. Head straight home, understood?"
"Got it, stingy, always treating me like a child." Gui Fang pouted unhappily and parked the car on the roadside.
After Ghost Hand gestured for Luo Zheng to get out of the car with him, he hailed a taxi, gave an address, and seeing that Gui Fang didn't follow and went straight home, Ghost Hand breathed a sigh of relief. Luo Zheng looked puzzled, but with the taxi driver present, he didn't ask questions. Ten minutes later, the taxi arrived at a department store, and the two men got out and took the elevator to a tea house on the fifth floor.