Luo Qiao felt sorry for her mentor and his wife, but she couldn't help them with this matter. She just needed to do what she should, as for other things, she wasn't a saint and could only express her helplessness.
Today, Lu Yichen didn't take them back to the bureau directly, which already gave them enough face.
After getting in the car, Luo Qiao quickly adjusted her mood and said, "Brother Chen, tomorrow morning you'll have to take me to the hospital. I guess my car will be repaired by tomorrow afternoon."
Lu Yichen replied while driving, "Happy to do so."
Hearing his words, Luo Qiao smiled. Ever since she got her car, it really was rare for Lu Yichen to take her to work.
Looking at the scenery outside the car window, Luo Qiao sighed, "Time really flies, Master and Madam are truly getting old."
Lu Yichen turned his head to glance at Luo Qiao, "Don't think too much, some things are beyond our control."
