The cab driver had sped away after making a turn.
Zhang Ye felt a little warm inside and shouted out to the cab, “Then thank you!”
The car windows rolled down and the driver put out his hands to give Zhang Ye a thumbs up. Then the cab disappeared into the distance.
Back upstairs.
The windows were open. Zhang Yuanqi probably heard everything.
Zhang Yuanqi was sitting cross-legged on the chair, reading a book. She looked up and said, “You have some reputation, don’t you?”
Zhang Ye said, “Don’t kid me. If you removed your face mask, you would be free to walk all over the country. How could my little reputation compare to you?”
Zhang Yuanqi muttered, “I will pay you back next time.”