Yan Zao also unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car.
She smiled in thanks, "Thank you for still caring about our Xiaojing."
Fu Qinwen pursed her lips, her smile a bit bitter and awkward, "Sister, goodbye."
The young girl waved her hand, bidding farewell to Yan Zao.
Yan Zao's gaze followed towards the school entrance, when suddenly a familiar voice called out to her, "Zaozao."
Her expression turned cold as she looked in the direction of the voice.
She saw Yan Huacheng's black Buick, and Xu Meihong getting out of the car with a brown bag in her hand.
Just now, Xu Meihong had seen from afar that Fu Qinwen had gotten out of Yan Zao's car, and she asked with a questioning tone that was full of disapproval and hatred, "Why did that girl get out of your car, and why were you together?"
Yan Zao replied coldly to Xu Meihong, "Who I'm with has nothing to do with you."
She turned to get back in the car and leave.
