On the way back, the employer instructed, "Slow down a bit."
Ah Wan once again slowed the sports car to a snail's pace, and for the sixth time turned his head to look at the employer in the back, "Boss, what are you looking at?"
Jiang Zhi couldn't be bothered to answer him, her gaze fixed outside the car window.
Ah Wan guessed, "Are you looking for that Z?"
Jiang Zhi finished scanning the bustling roads and then looked up high.
Ah Wan felt his employer was going crazy; anyhow, he didn't believe that scum was the kind-hearted and morally upright Miss Zhou.
He couldn't help but mutter, "She's not a three-headed, six-armed creature, nor can she scale walls and roofs."
Those people must've been exaggerating; they'd all had nine years of compulsory education, and he didn't think that Z had any supernatural abilities.