Shen Zhilie opened his mouth to reply, "I…"
When he bent his head to look down, he was met with Ye Qianqian's confident expression. She gave him a silent look that said, "If you argue, I'll kill you." Shen Zhilie chose not to finish the rest of his sentence.
He pursed his lips and looked toward the estate manager as he asked, "Where's your car?"
"Over here!" The estate manager drove the car over and said, "Get in!"
Ye Qianqian wasn't heavy, but carrying her for a long time was still tiring.
The estate manager opened the car door. After carefully placing Ye Qianqian inside the car, Shen Zhilie got in to sit beside her.
Ye Qianqian turned to look at him and asked, "You're sitting here?"
Shen Zhilie looked back at her in befuddlement and replied, "Where else would I sit? Who's going to take care of you otherwise?"
"Fine." Ye Qianqian scooted over to the corner. Her stomach was in knots, and her emotions were in a jumble.
