Qiao Yun had stayed at the old house for a while longer and received a worried phone call from Su Mian when she realized it was already eight o'clock without her noticing.
She descended the stairs, walked out of the alley, and before she could raise her hand to hail a taxi, one had already stopped in front of her.
"Professor Qiao." The car window rolled down to reveal Zhou You's resolute face, "I'll take you home."
Qiao Yun raised an eyebrow and got into the car, "Driver, please hurry."
"Sure thing."
Zhou You stepped on the gas, and the taxi sped away, skirting the edge of receiving a ticket with its frenzied dash.
Qiao Yun felt a bit dizzy and said, "Be careful of traffic cops."
Zhou You completely missed Qiao Yun's point and confidently assured her, "Don't worry, there hasn't been a ticket I couldn't dodge or a cop I couldn't evade in the entire country."
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