Ling limu grabbed her and whispered -- so what?
He said, so what?
Fu Xiyao’s heart skipped a beat. She turned to look at Ling Limu.
Ling limu took off his black suit to shield her from the rain. He was now wearing a white shirt and narrow black suit pants. His legs were too long, so he had worn the suit pants into nine pieces, revealing his thin ankles, the tall and handsome man looked like he was 24 years old. On such a drizzling night, he pulled her back and was direct and overbearing.
What did he mean by that?
Fu Xiyao didn’t know what he meant, so she didn’t ask. asking... might be a start.
“I’ll send you home,”Ling Limu looked at her and said.
Fu Xiyao shook her head. “Can you send me to a nearby hotel? I want to take a shower and change my clothes. If I go home like this, my parents will be worried. I don’t want them to be worried.”
