Shi Mo took Fang Mo'er's phone and turned on the flashlight. He ran in the direction of the lights with his long legs. The ground was full of potholes and water, but he did not care at all when he stepped in them and splashed water all over his feet.
He ran very fast until he was finally a little further away from the roadblock. The cars on the opposite side were approaching. There were a total of three cars. Because of the light, the driver drove very slowly until he stopped in front of Shi Mo.
"President Shi, why are you here? Didn't you guys take the bus back first?" The director was sitting in the passenger seat. When he saw that it was Shi Mo, he quickly got out of the car.
Shi Mo was slightly out of breath. He had passed his suit jacket to Fang Mo'er and was now only wearing a white shirt that clung tightly to his body and revealed his figure. His hair was drenched from the rain and now hung down yet unexpectedly, there was still an ascetic handsomeness about him.
