Father Han looked at Jian Changsheng with no intention of taking his anger out on him. He was not the kind of person to cause trouble. The person in front of him was only his daughter's boss, not the driver. He had no reason to lose his temper at him.
"Thank you," Father Han said calmly and said in a distant tone, "Leave this to me. You don't have to worry."
These words were obviously distant, making Jian Changsheng's words stuck in his throat.
Father Han was as stubborn as Han Wenjing. He didn't want to cause trouble for others. After all, Jian Changsheng was not related to them!
The smart Jian Changsheng could tell what Father Han was thinking. His heart thumped, but Jian Changsheng still nodded.
Because he knew that Father Han was not being polite. If he forcefully stayed, it would only make the two of them feel uncomfortable. The other party was Han Wenjing's father, so he was more qualified to take care of Han Wenjing than him.
