Telepathy

When Zhang Heng opened his eyes again, he was back on the rear bench of the Lexus. Fan Meinan and Han Lu were both staring at him.

"Did we leave the park?"

The first thing Zhang Heng did was to check his body. Except for feeling a little weak, there were no apparent injuries since he wasn't electrocuted for too long. He was much relieved when he saw that no permanent damage had been done.

"Yes," Fan Meinan nodded and looked a little guilty. "Sorry, it is my fault this time. I almost caused you a great deal of trouble. I knew she never liked me, but I didn't expect her to go to this extent. She plans for me to take the blame."

"What is really going on between you and that woman?"

"About that... It's hard to explain the whole thing to you, but let's just say that we are from the same faction," Fan Meinan smiled bitterly. "She has always regarded me as competion, though, and we have way different personalities as well."