When Chen Yi exited with Su Xiuying, she offered to drive her back to her home but Su Xiuying declined. There were already a lot of reporters hiding around her home. And if they saw her with Chen Yi, it would invite unnecessary trouble for Chen Yi.
Chen Yi nodded before bidding her farewell.
When she came back to her drive, she walked past the driver and made it to the passenger seats. However, something felt amiss. She paused, backtracked her steps and stood before the straight, stiff driver.
Staring at her driver's face, she ohed. With a good heart, enquired. "When did you come back? How is your head? It doesn't hurt, does it?"
Zhang Yufang stood with a stoic face. Misery written all over his face. "It doesn't"
"I wanted to be light at hand but at that time you really scared me." Chen Yi attempted to explain, feeling that Zhang Yufang appeared to be harbouring resentment towards her.
"I understand."
