Tang Yichen caressed her head and said "I'm not going anywhere. Where are your car keys?"
"Inside the car..."
"Alright," he looked at the driver who understood what he meant. As the driver crossed the road to bring the luggage, Mo Jia was still clinging to Tang Yichen like a cute baby panda.
As he glanced at the woman in his arms, she looked so adorable that his heart felt as if it has been scratched by a cat. He was itching to inch closer to this cute little creature. This side of hers was something new to him.
His royal blue armani suit was stained with blood but he was not a bit disgusted. Instead he hugged her tightly, making sure to avoid her injuries.
"Shall we go to the hospital?" he asked softly.
She shook her head "No. Take me to your place."
He could only give in to her demands. As the driver returned, he saw the two of them hugging each other tightly.
