By now, the car had started and was driving along the tree-lined road, the golden hue of the setting sun shining on his face, making Zhao Yang squint slightly and feel extremely comfortable.
At this moment, Xia Bing thought for a while and asked, "What exactly did my grandfather entrust you with?" After saying this, she turned her head to stare into Zhao Yang's eyes.
With Xia Bing's police intuition, if Zhao Yang were lying, she would certainly be able to tell.
"You're asking about that!" Zhao Yang suddenly laughed.
"Stop laughing. Tell me, what exactly did my grandfather entrust you with? Did you tell my grandfather about what's between us? I'm telling you, my grandfather is very conservative. If you..."
Before Xia Bing could finish, Zhao Yang interrupted with a laugh, "Chief Xia, why are you always worried that I'll tell others about that incident? Do you really not trust my professional ethics?"
