"What do you want to say?" Yang Chen asked.
Only then did Wei Xueqing remember that she still had something to say.
"What do you think of this idea!" Wei Xueqing slightly turned her body, looked at Yang Chen, and said: "The neighborhood I live in has villas and low-rise houses, and right across from my house is a row of low-rise houses. Someone I know lives in one of those houses. I can rent a room there, and you can stay across from me. I'll give you a telescope, that way you can monitor me at any time, how about it?"
Yang Chen replied flatly, "No way!"
"Why!" Wei Xueqing was anxious.
"I'm here to protect, not to monitor. I need to ensure I'm close enough to you to react quickly in case of an emergency!" Yang Chen said.
"You..." Wei Xueqing turned away in anger, no longer paying attention to Yang Chen, looking at the scenery retreating outside the window.
Yang Chen continued driving, ignoring whether Wei Xueqing was throwing a tantrum.
