None of the reasons are what he wants.
Zhuang Xuejun walks hurriedly, but steadily.
After all, being pregnant, she cannot afford any mishaps.
From afar, she sees Qi Zhang still waiting at the original spot, and her previous fear dissipates.
She greets with a smile, "Senior."
Qi Zhang turns his head and smiles knowingly, greeting as he walks toward her, "Xue'er."
"Was everything okay just now? Did you get hit?"
Zhuang Xuejun reaches his side, nervously observing him.
Qi Zhang is momentarily stunned, "How did you know I almost got hit by a car just now?"
Zhuang Xuejun bites her lip, apologetically says, "Sorry, that car was... mine."
She intended to say it was Han Luoqi's, but changed her words last minute.
It's better not to bring up Han Luoqi and affect their years-long friendship.
