Cheng Zhiwei was completely exhausted. "Just drop me off and that'll be enough."
She didn't want to deal with anything else.
When Zhou Lin drove her to the entrance of the restaurant, he still said before she got out of the car, "Do you need my help with Uncle's issue?"
He was investigating, but he couldn't openly mention it without Cheng Zhiwei's permission.
She would think he was meddling.
Sure enough, Cheng Zhiwei said, "You're also very busy, don't waste your time on me."
Zhou Lin fell silent for a few seconds, self-mockingly smiled, got out of the car, and handed her the keys, "Drink less."
Cheng Zhiwei paused, her lips pursed as she asked him, "Is Qiqi doing okay?"
She always worried about Zhou Ruoki, wanting to visit him but afraid that he still harbored hate for her.
