In the car.
Zoe Lewis still felt a lingering fear: "Did your house staff see me just now?"
"No, I sent them all to clean the third floor. No one saw you."
"Doesn't your house have surveillance?"
"It does, but I'll go back and delete it later."
Zoe Lewis slumped in the passenger seat, almost pleading: "Secretary Left, we can't do this kind of thing anymore. I feel like half my life was scared away."
"Did we do something we shouldn't have? Did you somehow... to me last night..."
"No! Nothing at all!"
Zoe Lewis immediately interrupted him, holding it together under his suspicious glance: "I slept pretty well last night, you... were fine too."
Zuo Hong wanted to laugh but held back.
She definitely wasn't fine, sticking to him and not letting go, preventing him from turning over all night.
In the morning, she put on a pretense by adjusting his head, thinking he didn't know?
"So, you slept well last night, right?"
Zoe Lewis nodded vigorously: "Very well, very well."
