She had exhausted all her schemes and yet couldn't get any closer to Mo Qishen. Why was it that Ni Yang could make it to heaven in one step and win Mo Qishen's favor?
Just then, a sharp gaze from Mo Qishen drew across, causing Zheng Xianjing to tremble all over, nearly dropping her chopsticks!
Immediately, she quickly withdrew her gaze, daring not to take another glance at Ni Yang.
After dinner, Mo Qishen took Ni Yang home.
It was a winter evening, and by half past four, it was already dark.
It was very cold outside, Mo Qishen found a scarf for Ni Yang and wrapped it around her, "It's too cold today, why don't I just drive you home?"
Ni Yang smiled and said, "No need, cycling is just fine, I'm wearing a lot, so I'm not cold at all."
Compared to cars, Ni Yang preferred the leisurely bicycle.
Grandma Mo followed behind, instructing Mo Qishen to make sure to take Ni Yang home safely. She also told Ni Yang to come and visit when she had time.
