"That's fine. I can handle myself." Jonathan didn't really think that there was much danger for him, at least nothing that he couldn't deal with. Even if he drove a nice car. Didn't matter anyway, it was a company car. He ate his own breakfast, shao bing stuffed with eggs, and drank his juice, as he checked his phone for the first time today. He rolled his eyes at some of the messages he'd gotten and then slipped it into his pocket, focusing on Xinjia again.

"You want to see me again." He made it a statement, rather than a question. "When?"