Qiao Zhiyi told the truth, "Han Ling's home isn't here; he just returned to the country and doesn't have many friends. There aren't many people he can trust."
"Are you someone he trusts?" Shi Jingzhou grasped the key point.
Qiao Zhiyi didn't want to argue with him right now. She didn't know Han Ling's situation and was afraid of wasting time.
She was a bit anxious and tried to speak to him with a calm tone, "He called Ye Xi, but Ye Xi has gone home and lives far away. It was Ye Xi who called me to see if I could check on him. If you're worried, you can come with me."
Shi Jingzhou stared at her for a long time, leading the way.
Qiao Zhiyi hurried to follow him.
"The address," Shi Jingzhou asked coldly as he sat in the driver's seat.
Qiao Zhiyi quickly entered the address into the car's navigation system.
Shi Jingzhou glanced at her, "Have you been there?"
"No. Ye Xi sent it to me," Qiao Zhiyi replied, sitting properly.
