"It's nothing." Situ Xuan shook his head, then glanced again at the beside, soulless Zhao Ziyin. "It's not easy to hail a cab here. Where do you need to go? I can take you."
Upon hearing his words, Ya Jiayi became anxious, "But we have arranged with Director Chen that later we need to....."
Situ Xuan shot her a look, his presence imposing like a mountain, akin to a sword's edge pressing down upon her shoulders. Ya Jiayi immediately took a step back and dared not say more.
"How could I impose?" Jian Anning, not someone who was oblivious to subtleties, immediately shook her head, supported Zhao Ziyin, and nodded at him again, "Mr. Situ, I really appreciate your help today. You have work to do, so I won't bother you any longer. Goodbye."
She was neither servile nor overbearing. She didn't seem overly familiar, nor did she appear impolite, and she expressed her gratitude very well.
