Lian Jing was filled with regret after he walked away from Shen Yin. However, he could not bring himself to turn around and look for her. He suppressed his emotions and his expression became increasingly ugly.
Of course Mo Ru knew what he was thinking. She looked at him standing silently in front of the car and smiled gently, like a caring big sister. Suddenly, she reached out and handed him his coat. "Put this on first. Don't catch a cold over this, it won't be worth it."
Lian Jing did not move. He looked down at her feet, his eyes cold and indifferent.
Mo Ru knew what he meant. She smiled and said, "I'm fine now. If not for your help, I'm afraid I wouldn't be here to help you now."
"Help me?" Lian Jing frowned and looked at her in confusion.
Mo Ru smiled and stretched out her hand. She raised her eyebrows and hinted at what he should do.
