บท 44: Young Master Moh is a Warm Man

Shen Chengjing ran for a long distance and stopped for a moment to take a breath. On the long asphalt road, a tall figure stood under the street lamp. The light enveloped his body, making it seem a little surreal.

Moh Yanchen walked towards her on his long legs. He casually took off his coat and draped it over her body.

"It's early winter and cold. Drape it over yourself," he said briefly. The familiar scent of a man assaulted her nostrils. 

Shen Chengjing looked at him in a daze. Her small hand suddenly grabbed his wrist. "Uncle, weren't you arrested? I saw the police car parked at the intersection just now. I thought you... had an accident."

Her voice was very soft, but Moh Yanchen still heard it.

He was slightly stunned. He recalled her figure that was running away just now. It turned out that she was worried about him.