Nan Feng quickly shook off Mo Wenxuan's hand, limping towards Ye Ge. She thought Ye Ge must have misunderstood something; otherwise, why wouldn't he come to help her when he saw the injury on her leg?
Wasn't that overly cold-hearted?
Nan Feng felt guilty and could only explain to Ye Ge, "I just went to look for you, but you weren't in your room. Later, on my way back, I was ambushed. I could have fought them off, but Mo Wenxuan suddenly appeared in front of me. I was trying to save him, uh…"
Before Nan Feng could finish her words, her body suddenly took off.
By the time she reacted, she was already cradled in Ye Ge's arms.
This was happening right at the storefront, on the street.
He used to care so much about etiquette.
Fortunately, there was still a lot of fresh blood on her leg. Being held by someone would not attract attention. Others would only think she was injured and couldn't walk.
