Ling Hui looked at Ling Motian's handsome face and her thoughts returned to the scene where she had been kidnapped and had almost been raped by several men.
If he had not appeared in time and saved her, she might not have lived to this day!
No matter how much she hated Ling Motian, she could not deny the fact that he had saved her before!
Ling Motian was delighted when he saw Ling Hui looking down and not targeting him like a hedgehog.
Grandpa knew Ling Hui better than him.
He knew what touched her the most.
"Let's go. I'll bring you for a meal." Ling Motian wanted to put his arm around Ling Hui's shoulders, but he retracted his hand.
He could not rush it.
If he was too anxious, it would only make Ling Hui feel disgusted.
Ling Hui had caught a cold and her head hurt terribly. She shook her head. "No, I want to go home."
Seeing that her expression was not right, Ling Motian frowned and asked, "You caught a cold?"