Letting out a mournful sigh as she looked at Ya Tianxing, Mo Shangjun took off the raincoat and turned to leave.
But just as she reached the stairwell, she sensed a shift in the air—something cool came from behind. The moment she turned sideways, she reached out and caught it, and happened to grab hold of the jacket Ya Tianxing had tossed over.
Staring at the jacket in her hands, Mo Shangjun froze for a second, not quite understanding what Ya Tianxing meant.
When she looked up, Ya Tianxing, wearing only a short-sleeved shirt, was already sauntering over to her.
He paused slightly, then lowered his head to take a look at Mo Shangjun and said blandly, "You're an adult now. Learn to take responsibility."
With that, Ya Tianxing walked past Mo Shangjun and headed up the stairs.
"..."
What the hell was that?
The corner of Mo Shangjun's mouth twitched; clutching the jacket, she followed him upstairs.
