Mou Xigu pursed his thin lips and stood in place for a while before walking over.
He bent down to look at the woman's long hair and his Adam's apple bobbed, "Chi Huan."
Chi Huan did not look up, but she stood up.
However, she had forgotten that squatting for too long could make her legs numb, and when she tried to stand, she became unsteady and started to sway to the side.
Fortunately, Mou Xigu reacted quickly and accurately supported her waist with his hand before she could fall.
An Ke also grabbed her arm a second later.
Chi Huan quickly stepped out of the man's embrace, supporting herself by holding onto An Ke's arm, and stood on her own.
Mou Xigu's face did not show much turbulence as he withdrew his hand, slipping it into the pockets of his trousers, but his eyes deeply observed her, "Why are you squatting here alone?"
Her eyes were red, yet her face was dry.
It was as if she had cried, yet hadn't.
The cold wind made her face feel numb.
