Shi Jingzhou put Qiao Zhiyi in the car, felt her hand ice-cold, and her face was deathly pale, as if she had been scared.
"You guys go back first," Ah Gui had followed them, "I'll take care of the aftermath."
Qiao Zhiyi didn't know what kind of aftermath Ah Gui was talking about, but she vaguely felt it was like destroying the body and erasing the traces.
As Shi Jingzhou drove, Qiao Zhiyi felt uneasy, "What are you going to do to Huang Youwei?"
"What? Are you worried about him?" Shi Jingzhou looked at her coldly from the rearview mirror.
"I just…" She was just afraid that if things went too far, they would end up in a troublesome lawsuit.
Moreover, the Huang family was not some nameless clan.
Shi Jingzhou raised an eyebrow, "Worried about me?"
Qiao Zhiyi pursed her lips tightly, her hands clasped together.
Yes, she was worried.
But she wouldn't say it.
He didn't need it, nor would he care.
To say it would only become material for his mockery.