"How is it?" As soon as she got in the car, the driver passed her a probing little look.
Feeling duped by him, Xia Lu was dissatisfied, "It wasn't him at all. The person was just there to pick up medicine, not tailing me." She muttered quietly, "You didn't even look carefully, making me make such a fool of myself."
The driver had an innocent face, "I really did see clearly, it was him without a doubt."
"Forget it, let's just go home," Xia Lu urged with an impatient tone. Thinking about the scene just now still made her feel embarrassed. One must have a serious case of paranoia to randomly grab someone's arm and ask if they were following oneself. The man from earlier probably also thought she was crazy.
When she arrived home, she found a dark green Rolls-Royce parked at the door. She had only seen one person riding in such a luxury car, and with a nervous heart, she pushed open the main gate, and there indeed was Grandma Zhou.
