"Then I—"
Mo Suizhi instinctively propped himself up on the ground, intending to see them off. He exerted all his strength but couldn't move his unresponsive legs and fell back down again.
His face turned crimson with embarrassment, and there was a hint of tears in his eyes.
He lowered his head and mumbled, "Take care, drive slowly on the road."
Nan Jiaojiao: "Okay."
As she headed towards the villa, Bo Yanching happened to be coming out, so Nan Jiaojiao didn't go back in to say goodbye to Mo Tingshen.
On the way back, Bo Yanching mentioned that her dress had arrived and asked if she wanted to try it on again.
She had tried it on once before; the waist was made too large, so it was sent back to the designer for alterations.
She leaned her head against the window, "No need, I'll wear it as is. It's not worth trying on again."
Bo Yanching glanced at her, "Then could you help me later? My suit has been delivered to the house too. I'll try it on for you to see."
