When Qin Yuji got off the car under Qiao Xinran's apartment building, she saw Ah Cheng answered a phone call.
After hanging up, Ah Cheng turned to Qin Yuji and said, "Young Lady, those people who surrounded and blocked you on the street have all been interrogated by the police. The leaders of the group have been taken to the public security bureau. The paparazzi who took your photos has also been dealt with; you can rest assured."
Always knowing that Ah Cheng was meticulous and reliable, Qin Yuji said with a smile, "Ah Cheng, thank you for your hard work."
"No need to thank me, it's what I should do."
Ah Cheng, smiling honestly, escorted Qin Yuji to the front door of Qiao Xinran's home. After watching her ring the doorbell and enter, he went downstairs to drive away.
Once inside, Qin Yuji smelled the lingering scent of lunch in the room, and the tension she had held onto the entire way finally relaxed.
"Yuji, are you alright?"
Qiao Xinran came forward and asked with concern.
