Mo Chen held her as he returned to the car, casting a fleeting glance at the driver, who silently closed the door and waited outside.
"Little Ghost, you seem really scared of that trash."
The man gripped her slender waist, embracing her in his arms, studying her gaze.
Qiao Ruoxin suddenly felt panicked, "I... not at all, I'm not scared..."
His long fingers clasped Qiao Ruoxin's chin, "No? Have you done something guilty with him?"
"No! I just find him annoying, always pestering me endlessly and causing trouble for you."
The man stared at her in silence for a few seconds, then soothed her in a low voice, "You don't have to be afraid with brother here, hm?"
Feeling aggrieved, Qiao Ruoxin pouted and hugged the man's neck, resting her chin on his broad shoulders, "Hm... I'm not scared of him, with you here."
Simon was the shadow lurking in her heart, sending shivers down her spine at the mere thought of him.
