"We're at the entrance, Xiaocha, slow down."
"Xiaocha, go this way."
Jin Zheyu supported Jing Xiaocha as they left the western restaurant, heading towards the parking lot.
Jing Xiaocha frowned in discomfort, "I have a bit of a headache."
"Bear with it, I'll take you home soon."
Jin Zheyu had an expression of guilt in his eyes. He helped her to the car, freeing one hand to open the door.
Not far from the parking lot, a cleaning woman looked up in their direction. Under the light of the parking lot, her face changed slightly when she saw Jing Xiaocha being held in his arms.
At the same time, a black sedan drove into the parking lot. The man sitting in the driver's seat glanced through the window and saw Jing Xiaocha being supported into the car by Jin Zheyu.
Immediately, his handsome eyebrows furrowed, his expression darkened.
"Xiaocha, sit tight."
Jin Zheyu helped Jing Xiaocha into the passenger seat, bent over, and leaned in to fasten her seatbelt.
