Just then, her phone in the bag rang again. She unzipped it, glanced inside, and saw that it was a call from Qi Helian. She picked up the phone and hung up.
When she looked back at the old man, she found him frowning and pondering something about her pocket.
She asked in confusion, "Grandpa?"
Her grandfather's train of thought was interrupted. Regaining his focus, he asked Ji Anning, "So, are you still going out?"
"Yes," Ji Anning nodded. "I still need to go to school. I have classes tonight."
Facing her grandfather, she already felt guilty enough, and now she was lying to him, her palms and back were starting to sweat.
Upon hearing this, the old man didn't ask further and motioned to the driver in front, "Old Chen, take her."
Worried about wasting time, Ji Anning didn't refuse. She nodded, hummed a yes, thanked him, then opened the car door and got in.
...
"Is it really that simple?"
