Chapter 8: An Inevitable Encounter on a Narrow Path (1)
If it were before, Qiao Mo would have definitely joked, saying wasn't there always you.
But this time, Qiao Mo didn't make a sound, she just slightly lowered her head, afraid that he would see the mist in her eyes.
"Come on, let me take you for breakfast."
"Mm."
Jiang Jinghao wrapped her up warmly, held her by the shoulder, and opened the car door.
With red eyes, Qiao Mo showed a slight smile, gently responded, and sat in the passenger seat.
The car drove smoothly all the way, as if afraid she would get bored, he would always find something interesting to tell her. At first, Qiao Mo laughed happily, but as she laughed and laughed, her eyes turned red...
Eventually, she just absentmindedly stared at his profile.
His cheeks were gentle, unlike Fu Nancheng's cold indifference and sharpness, with a touch of considerate tenderness that put people at ease.