Shi Yu knew Yu Minglang would soon send people over, and she would definitely be found. At this moment, she didn't want to see Qian and didn't want to trouble her, so she reached out to try to hail a cab and leave.
On rainy days, most taxis go back home, and even if there are one or two, they don't want to stop upon seeing Shi Touyu drenched. She stood in the rain shivering, not knowing how long it had been, when a car stopped in front of her, the window rolled down, and a head poked out.
"Young lady?"
Ten minutes later, Shi Touyu, holding a cup of hot tea, sat on the sofa. A short-haired woman with curled hair laid a towel on her, asking concernedly.
"Are you alright?"
"Thank you, I'm fine," Shi Touyu vaguely remembered this woman as the wife of the head of a large pharmacy in Lishi City, whom her father had once treated to a meal when she was studying here.
