He just stood there, smelling like garbage, looking sadly at Jian Xi. The sun was scorching, and his head and face were covered in sweat.
"Hey, why don't you go upstairs and wash up?" Jian Xi asked sympathetically, "You don't match your luxury car like this."
Nan Mufeng nodded, still looking sad.
"Let's go!" Jian Xi turned around, and Nan Mufeng quietly followed.
After walking a few steps, Jian Xi remembered Li Qing, and stopped: "Li Qing, are you going home to shower or...?"
"Of course, I'm going back to my home," Li Qing smiled softly, appearing gentle and easygoing.
"Alright then, see you."
…
On the way, Jian Xi kept her distance from Nan Mufeng.
Nan Mufeng hung his head, feeling heavy-hearted.
Not only did he lose the ring, but he was also disliked. The dislike level was at two hundred percent!
When they got in the elevator, Nan Mufeng offered: "You go up first."
