He Ziqian turned to her in disbelief. "What did you say?"
The cars behind them started honking, and someone was already shouting curses.
Lü Bijun glanced back. "Just drive. You're blocking the road."
He Ziqian gritted his teeth and drove off.
Lü Bijun let out a sigh of relief.
But soon, she realized he wasn't driving in the direction of her home.
It wasn't until she saw the name of the residential complex that Lü Bijun realized He Ziqian had actually brought her to his place.
"Why did you bring me here? I want to go home."
He Ziqian got out, came over to open her door, and pulled Lü Bijun toward the building.
"He Ziqian, what are you doing? I want to go home."
With a grim expression, He Ziqian dragged Lü Bijun all the way upstairs, unlocked the door, and pushed her inside.
Lü Bijun was partly angry, partly helpless.
She walked over to the sofa and sat down, looking at He Ziqian. "If you have something to say, just say it."
