As Qin Luo unbuckled his seatbelt, he asked, “Aren’t you worried someone will recognize you?”

“Nope, I don’t mind,” Jiang Zhitao replied nonchalantly.

This response surprised Qin Luo a bit.

Over the years, Jiang Zhitao had kept her interactions with their family minimal. Though it was partly because her parents didn’t want her too involved with the family, there was also her own reluctance.

After all, as an adult, it wouldn’t be hard for her to visit the family if she wanted to.

But she never did; she only kept in touch by phone, so in Qin Luo’s eyes, it …