Xie Wanwan looked stunned.
She stayed frozen on the spot and looked at Xiang Wan as though she was crazy. Her gaze was fixed on Xiang Wan for a very long time.
Xiang Wan looked at Xie Wanwan's lips—her mouth had already turned purplish just like what Cheng Zheng had described previously while on her way to Brother Steel's villa. A feeling of compassion filled her heart. She removed the scarf she had wrapped around her neck—Cheng Zheng's scarf. She flicked it gently and squatted slowly, ignoring the pain while doing so, to put the scarf on Xie Wanwan.
"Don't let people worry about you. Your conscience will be in pain."
Xie Wanwan did feel cold.
The coldness had already seeped into her bones and her heart. Her senses were numb.
She dared not ask for clothing though. She daren't ask for care and concern from anyone around her.
However, Xiang Wan gave her what she wanted.
