Zhang Ziwen's relaxed expression did not escape Tang Ying's eyes. She didn't ask; she just looked at him, her beautiful eyes showing a hint of questioning.
Zhang Ziwen felt Tang Ying's inquiring gaze and said with a smile, "Let's go. Now we can go home."
"Have the people tailing us left?" Tang Ying asked somewhat unnaturally.
"They've left. These guys are no threat; there's nothing to worry about." Zhang Ziwen spoke casually, concealing his feelings to ease Tang Ying's concern. Tang Ying's unnatural expression made Zhang Ziwen think she was afraid of the people following them.
