Han Zhifan abruptly stomped on the brake pedal, causing him to brake suddenly.
The car suddenly stopped and his body lunged forward. He steadied himself, raised his head and stared transfixed at the two of them not too far ahead.
Han Zhifan didn't need to try too hard to recognize that man. It was the man who took Cheng Weiwan home a few days ago, and the man she called "Yinan Ge" who called her earlier.
Before the man reached Cheng Weiwan, he already had the umbrella ready to cover her body.
The sound of the rain was loud, so through his tightly shut car windows, Han Zhifan couldn't hear their conversation. However, from the way the man looked, he could tell he was impatient.
Cheng Weiwan's pale face looked a little weak. She didn't reply to the man, but she gave the impatient man a weak smile.
