Car breakdown?
"My car has never broken down."
He said indifferently, "Your record has just been broken."
"Then call someone to tow the car."
Mo Shiqian watched her silently.
Chi Huan lowered her head; they had thrown their phones down the mountain.
Because it was night, the temperature on the mountain was already low. With the sudden change in weather making it colder, Chi Huan huddled up shivering, looking pitifully at the man with a cold profile, "What should we do now?"
This place was remote and, with the weather, there were even fewer cars passing by.
Mo Shiqian watched her curl into a ball and, without saying a word, took off his overcoat to wrap it around her—she had recently ruined a good number of his clothes.
Chi Huan accepted his gentlemanly behavior as a man and put on the coat. As she looked up, she saw him unbuckle his seat belt and push open the car door to get out.
She asked blankly, "What are you doing?"
"It's raining heavily, stay in the car."
