Han Zheng realized his tone was too harsh. He softened his expression, reached out to cover her hand gently, and said, "Yan Luoxi, don't be afraid. Anyone in this world could harm you, but I am the least likely to do so."
Yan Luoxi stared at him blankly, seemingly reading something different in his eyes. She blinked, and Han Zheng had already released her hand. He said, "During this time, I'll arrange people to protect you and Yanling by your side. Try not to go out alone; if you must go out, call me, I'll be there whenever you need."
"Han Zheng, it's unnecessary. The opposition made a misstep this time, which has put me on alert. They won't attack me again in the short term," Yan Luoxi shook her head. Han Zheng is a policeman; she couldn't let him mobilize the police force to protect her.
"Don't worry, I won't have colleagues come to protect you. Alright, I'll accompany you back." Han Zheng stood up and extended his hand to her.
