Nan Jiaojiao still knew to save him some face, after all, she couldn't stab at him here. If he ended up gobbling down the food, the image would linger, and she feared she might not be able to resist mocking him even more in the future.
"Take your time eating, I'm heading out."
Nan Jiaojiao found a bottle of drink and handed it to Yaen Chi.
"How are you going home yourself?"
"I'm taking a cab."
"Oh right, I saw Han Che at the police station today. You girl, always afraid to trouble others, I'm right here, and you're afraid to trouble me too?"
Nan Jiaojiao suddenly caught on, "You're driving me home?"
"All for that drink."
"Thanks, Brother Chi!"
Yaen Chi chuckled dryly.
Nan Jiaojiao tossed her stuff into the back seat and seated herself in the front passenger seat.
