Xia Youbiao also said, "Isn't that too much trouble for him?"
If it were his own driver, he wouldn't worry about the trouble, but since this was his son-in-law's assistant, he was indeed worried about leaving a bad impression in front of his daughter and son-in-law.
"Not at all. After he drops you off, he can also go home to rest, which is perfect. Let me take you downstairs."
"Eh, no need, no need, I can find my own way." Xia Youbiao quickly shook his head, feeling somewhat flattered, and then entered the elevator. Before the doors closed, he said, "Siyu, dad's leaving now."
"Mm." Xia Siyu hummed in response. Earlier, while Xia Youbiao was there, she didn't feel like asking him to stay, but after he left, she walked to the window and watched until Xia Youbiao, riding in Song Fengzhi's car, disappeared at the corner of the street before she withdrew her gaze.
