The driver's face sank. "This is Xia…"
"Uncle Li!" Xia Ling pulled on his sleeves. She didn't want anyone to find out about her identity. If Brother Pei were to find out she was here, how could she surprise him?
The driver endured and did not speak.
He was not worried that Li Bingyu and her entourage would do anything to Xia Ling. They couldn't possibly fight with her, right? With Xia Ling's identity, why should she be afraid of threats and coercion? What's more, he was there to guard her. If anything was to happen to her, he would be there to stop it.
The assistant saw that he was not speaking and thought that he was afraid. He waved his hand impatiently. "Get lost, get lost quickly."
