"Half an hour ago, why did he call you?" Just the mention of Ye Zhan's name made her heart soften.
Warmth welled up in her heart.
Momo found that after just a few hours apart from Ye Zhan, she already missed him deeply.
Mo Ziye's voice resonated in the car, deep and gentle, "He said he's leaving Imperial City for a while and asked me to protect you."
Momo lowered her eyes, feeling a bit of a lump in her throat.
How could that man be so good to her, making her not only feel touched but also sad?
"Nothing else?"
After a while, she gently asked.
A large hand suddenly clasped her shoulder, and Mo Ziye's handsome and kind brows were reflected in her watery eyes.
He had a charming curve at the corner of his mouth, "What else would he have to say to me? Apart from being worried about you, he has nothing to worry about... Don't cry, you have a boyfriend now, I won't lend you a shoulder to cry on."
"Which eye did you see me crying with?"
