Qiao Zhiyi knew she couldn't avoid it.
She could only apologize to Han Ling, "It seems I can't have dinner with you today. Maybe next time."
Han Ling couldn't see the person inside the car, and he had no position, let alone the right to say anything to the man inside the car, fearing it would cause trouble for Qiao Zhiyi.
"Call me if you need anything."
"Okay."
Zhou Zheng opened the rear car door, and Han Ling saw the man seated inside.
He wasn't wearing a mask, but his face wasn't clear.
As soon as Qiao Zhiyi got in, she felt an invisible pressure enveloping her.
The car slowly started and drove off, and she didn't look back to see if Han Ling was still there.
What made her anxious now was the matter with Shi Jingzhou.
"It seems you've made up your mind." Shi Jingzhou spoke first, "Is that man your confidence?"
Qiao Zhiyi knew there would be misunderstandings.
She and Han Ling were clear and outspoken, and she would not admit to charges without basis.