In order to avoid someone's neatly dressed hooligan behavior, Luo Qiangwei wisely chose to return immediately.
However, because her body was somewhat stiffened by the cold, she could not hold onto the ski poles steadily, so she was basically pulled back by Mo Shiche, who firmly held her hand.
His large hand was always tightly wrapped around hers, fingers interlocked, sending an indescribable warmth throughout her body.
As soon as they returned to the hotel lobby, they saw Luo Hongying, who had changed her clothes, standing beside Senior Madame Mo, weakly holding onto her arm, whispering something in a sobbing tone.
Luo Qiangwei's brow twitched, immediately sensing an ominous premonition, and sure enough, as they approached, Senior Madame Mo spoke up with some of her usual severity, "Qiangwei, I heard you left Hongying in the snow and walked away by yourself?"
