Yao Qing remained silent and didn't speak, and Wen Nianchu wasn't in a hurry, nor did he mind.
It was as if, after all the dust had settled, he had attained peace and tranquility, as if he no longer cared much about anything like a master strategist behind the scenes.
"Eat something first, or you can choose to sleep first. I'll call you when we arrive, okay?"
Eating was out of the question; the back of her head was still hurting and dizzy. Even though her stomach was empty, looking at the food she had no appetite and even felt like vomiting.
Yao Qing lifted a hand to the back of her head and rubbed it.
Then, after about seven or eight seconds of silence, she spoke again.
Her voice was much weaker than before, showing no signs of panic or fear, only making it impossible to guess what she was thinking.
"Did you install something on my phone?"
"Yeah... so I switched the Didi driver for my own guy. You should have realized that."
