The key issue was, he had no idea where she lived!
Leng Jian had to be patient and ask again, "I know you don't live in T city. Where are you staying now? If you don't tell me, I'll have to leave you on the side of the road."
"Why would you leave me on the side of the road?" Upon hearing that she might be left behind, Zhang Lingying's alertness kicked in as she lifted her head and gave Leng Jian a few wary glances, seemingly unsure if he was joking. Tilting her head in thought, she mumbled a reply.
"I can't remember where I live, but I can go home with you and stay at your place. After all, my dad has passed away, and I'd be alone at home anyway."
Leng Jian: "..."
When he heard the first half of the sentence, he was about to lecture her for her lack of safety awareness as a young girl. But after hearing the second half, a faint ache touched his heart, and he found himself unable to utter the words of caution.
Forget it, he should be grateful that it was him who found her drunk.
