Che Huan listened by the side, her brows unconsciously furrowed.
As soon as Huo Jinnan hung up the phone, she glanced at him sideways, remembering the words he had said in the hospital before, as well as the words Aunt Zhong had said to her. Guessing something, she no longer mentioned Miss Fang, and gently touched the sleeve of his arm.
Huo Jinnan glanced at her and, feeling her concern, made another call to Huo Bei, "Keep a close eye on Fang Tong recently."
After hanging up, he tossed the phone aside, grasped Che Huan's hand with his large palm, and placed it on his trousers while effortlessly steering the wheel with the other hand.
Che Huan looked up at him, "Isn't it dangerous to drive like this?"
"It's the first time I've heard someone question my driving skills," Huo Jinnan said, glancing at Che Huan as he sped up.
Just then, the phone rang again.
Huo Jinnan answered, and after only a sentence, his eyes suddenly turned cold, like the frost of late autumn.