"Miss Xian'Er, I'm sorry, but I can't help you. Please get out of the carriage!" Zou Feng refused flatly.
Actually, Zou Feng had wanted to kick the woman out from the very beginning. But they were still near the entrance to Furong Pavilion, where prying eyes were everywhere. Any commotion would have immediately attracted attention.
If Liu Xian'Er were kicked out of his carriage, sobbing and wailing, he wouldn't be able to explain himself, even if he was in the right.
Now that the carriage had reached a secluded area, Zou Feng naturally had to shake off this troublesome woman quickly.
"General Leader, you... you have to save me! I'll do anything for you!"
As she spoke, the woman actually threw herself at him, crying, trying to grab his leg and beg.
Fortunately, the compartment of Zou Feng's carriage was large enough, so he dodged her with a single, swift movement.
"Miss Xian'Er, please have some self-respect!"
