Next to the bright red sedan, Qiao Xu was squatting with her sleeves rolled up, changing the tire, pushing away anyone who tried to help her.
Blood flowed down her forehead, making her appearance rather shocking.
Xia Yu Mo leaned unsteadily against a young lady beside her, frowning as she watched Qiao Xu changing the tire.
Lu Mo Qing was alarmed by Qiao Xu's appearance and quickly made his way through the crowd, "Qiao Xu!"
He gritted his teeth, then bent down to pull Qiao Xu up from the side of the tire.
On Qiao Xu's hands, blood mixed with the mud on the tire, making her look dirty and frightening.
Upon seeing Lu Moqing, Qiao Xu had a moment of bewilderment, and then her eyes lit up, "Mo Qing?!"
In those beautiful eyes, there was a touch of unmistakable joy.
Lu Mo Qing was taken aback by her sudden address, as he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had last heard her call him by this name.
The last time he heard her call him like that was four years ago.
