At night, Qiao Zhiyi went to the hospital for her shift.
She had called for a car, but the driver never showed up.
When she called him, the driver said his car had a flat tire and couldn't come, suggesting she cancel and call another car.
Qiao Zhiyi rolled her eyes.
It was already difficult to get a cab at this hour, but she had no choice but to try to book another one.
Before anyone else took the order, a silver-gray Mercedes had already stopped in front of her.
She recognized the license plate of the car and her heart unconsciously tightened.
Her instinct was to escape, but her feet would not move.
Ah Gui was helping her, all because of Shi Jingzhou's presence.
Besides, she had also called him for help before; ultimately, she owed him a favor.
Walking away now would seem very rude of her.
Regardless, she still needed to thank him.
She gritted her teeth and walked over to knock on the window.
