Jiang Qiuqiu stared at Mo Si for a moment. Never mind his features; with an aura that dignified, he truly did seem like a little prince—a lone wolf.
"Thank you!"
"You don't have to thank me," Mo Si said. "Just remember to think of me next time."
"You don't have to fight your battles alone." He stood tall and elegant, his broad chest blocking the light from behind him. His shadow looked as if it could envelop Jiang Qiuqiu completely.
Jiang Qiuqiu gave a soft "mhm." "I'll tell you next time."
"Do you want to come in for a bit?" she asked, extending the invitation a second time.
But Mo Si refused. It was too late. And... to be alone in a room with a young woman... Even though his intentions were pure, still...
It was best to avoid arousing suspicion.
"Well, I'll head inside then." She was eager to find out what had happened.
Just as Jiang Qiuqiu was about to close the door, Mo Si suddenly called out to her.
He said, "I forgot to give you something."
