"Brother Zhang, I don't want to trouble you. I'm not far from home. I'll take a cab." Mo Rao was a little embarrassed.
Zhang Zhe sighed, his gaze sincere. "Xiao Rao, actually, I have something to ask of you."
Mo Rao was shocked. "What is it? Tell me."
Zhang Zhe got out of the car and opened the passenger door. "I'll send you back. I'll tell you on the way."
After a slight hesitation, Mo Rao still got into the car. After all, Zhang Zhe had said that he needed her help with something, so she could not reject him.
"Brother Zhang, I'd better sit in the back." Mo Rao did not get into the front passenger seat but opened the back door.
"…Okay." Zhang Zhe did not insist.
After Mo Rao got into the car, she realized that there were many books on the seat.
"Where do you live?" Zhang Zhe asked.
Mo Rao told him the Fu family's address. Zhang Zhe was obviously stunned for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. "I understand."
