"Qian'er, I'm going too!" Jia Xiufang's mind went blank, scared out of her wits.
"Mom, stay home, I'll be fine going by myself," Xiao Qian said.
"Sis, I'll go with you," Chen Zilong said.
Xiao Qian glared at him, "You coward, stay home and look after Mom. Can't you see she's scared out of her wits?"
"How will you come back later?" Jia Xiufang worried about her daughter's safety.
Xiao Qian glanced at the sullen-faced Yu Minglang.
"This righteous-faced gentleman here will send me home safely, won't you?"
This little troublemaker... Yu Minglang's teeth itched with annoyance.
Yu Minglang took off his coat and draped it over Xiao Qian. Jia Xiufang found this action strange and stared for a few more seconds, wanting to say something but decided against it.
Wrapped in his warm coat, Xiao Qian was reminded of the feeling she had in her past life when he saved her and put a coat over her.
