Song Guanchao had already driven into the urban area. Through the rearview mirror, he met Chairman Qiao's gaze and said, "Chairman Qiao, you rest at the guesthouse first. If you need anything, call me."
"Mm, thank you."
After the car stopped at the guesthouse, Song Guanchao personally helped her open a room, escorted her inside, and only then left with Jiang Yiren.
"Are you going home?" Jiang Yiren asked.
"No, I still have to go find the Mayor and report to her."
"Oh." Dragging out the syllable, Jiang Yiren said, "You having them arrested like that, will it have a bad impact on you?"
"Even if the sky falls, there's always someone taller to hold it up. Besides, I've got people above me." Song Guanchao lifted his chin with a cocky look.
Jiang Yiren just liked this arrogant streak of his.
Once they got in the car, Song Guanchao drove her back home. Jiang Yiren called out for him to go up and sit for a while, but he refused.
