"Qian'er, I'm going too!" Jia Xiufang was completely stunned, terrified.
"Mom, you stay home, I'll be fine going by myself."
"Sis, I'll go with you," Chen Zilong said.
Chen Xiaoqian glared at him, "You coward, stay here and guard the house. Can't you see Mom's scared to death?"
"How will you get back later?" Jia Xiufang worried about her daughter's safety.
Xiaoqian glanced at Yu Minglang, who wore a sullen expression.
"This righteous gentleman will bring me back safely, right?"
This little brat... Yu Minglang ground his teeth in annoyance.
Yu Minglang took off his coat and draped it over Chen Xiaoqian. Jia Xiufang found the gesture strange, gave it a few extra glances, and wanted to say something but swallowed it back.
Wrapped in the clothes carrying his warmth, Xiaoqian instantly recalled the past life when he saved her, and the feeling of having his coat draped over her.
