Han Zheng nodded, didn't say much, and after walking for about fifteen minutes, they arrived outside the private school, where a long line of parents was already waiting to pick up their children.
Yan Luoxi was at the end of the line, Han Zheng stood by her side, they were talking when suddenly someone bumped into her, making her unsteady. She swayed a bit but was steadied by Han Zheng holding her shoulder.
The next moment, a piece of paper was slipped into her hand, she was startled and looked up, but the person had already vanished in the crowd. She clenched the note tightly and discreetly put it into her bag.
Lately, there have been people watching her, whether they were sent by Xue Changkong or others with ill intentions. As long as she held the note, her mind felt like it was being scratched by cat claws, she really wanted to open it immediately.
But Han Zheng was right next to her, and without knowing what the note said, she didn't dare open it in front of him.
